Glamourarra Glitterarra came to disco go-go down from NY all the way to San Diego. She said she was on vacation, in flash of lash and boot a' move, which caught the glint of golfin' CEO's dribbling lobster on their money fat suits. Those CEOs purred "Glamourarra Glitterarra on TV would be some rabbit hat trick..." all the while feeling their wallets grow ghoul green thick. But what those CEOs did not know, was that Glamourarra Glitterarra worked in TV also, and was broadcasting back feeds from Orion's Belt to M83 - with those sloshing CEOs as the fool-stars of her very own #1 pan-galactic show.
6 thoughts on “Glamourarra Glitterarra”
Glamourarra Glitterarra’s appearance is reminiscent of one of the Sprites from Rainbow Brite…
Or the Fry Girl to the Fry Guy.
Now you’re speaking my language.
Little did you know.
Not militant enough for my tastes though:
Mother Communism wants you!
Here ya go Commie. Bitmaps and Babooshkas.
Speaking of all things Communist… it looks like Timmy D’s Red Army Records went the way of Russia too.
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