An inedible stew of visual lunacy much of which I concocted with my own three hands.
Daughter of jazz musicians and Playmate in '59 methinks she had a full and heavy partying life. Always turn off your heater unless you want to turn out like a dried prune or Ramses.
HA ~ I know. I couldn't believe the damn thing was working after a year running non-stop.Spiderwebs on the mailbox - another good sign something is amiss. Dopey-ass postman couldn't figure that one out?
So did something bad happen to this hottie?:(
Yvette Vickers died recently. Mr. X sent me a link.It had been a year and no one had found her. A friend finally went over to her house in Los Angeles. She was mummified - probably due to the heater that had been left on all that time.
Fuck! I hope her friend didn't have an egyptian fetish.
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