Our illustrious host and hostess.
Um...remind me...Mylie Cyrus and ??
Meow!
Queen Marlene, her Holy Gail, and - hey, is that Heather Wilson?
Count Rod Dracula extinguishes his birthday candles.
Oh, do have another drink, Lady Catherine!
The Blind Date. Get it? Blind.....Date. No, he's not a fig newton.
"My moustache flies in your general direction! Ni! Ni!"
The little devil. Ain't she cute?
Coach Marc executing a perfect demi-pirouette.
Angel Tracie...pure as the driven snow. [Who's laughing? Stop laughing!]
Pretty Pixie. Notice the blind date took off his shades to check her out.
Birgitty Kitty.
Me as the scariest thing that has happened all year.
(I'm the stock market. Get it?)
