A while ago I met the Oak Ridge Boys. It's not something you forget.
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Um....How did this happen? Elvira!
ReplyDeleteDid I tell you this? Back in the 70's my mom met the band at the UT state fair and totally went on a few dates with one of them, and she's a legend for it.
ReplyDeleteAJ, My husband took me out, yada yada yada, I met the Oak Ridge Boys.
ReplyDeleteKalli, Which one?! If it was the low-voice guy I have some questions for her.
Covey Center???
ReplyDeleteclassic!
ReplyDeleteThat is the best picture! I love it.
ReplyDeleteGiddeyap, a-ooo-papa-ooo-papa-maw-maw!!!
ReplyDeleteI once refused to clog to "Elvira." Now, seeing the Oak Ridge Boys in person, I really regret my protest. Classic picture. Digging the electric blue pants. I need some!
ReplyDeleteNo regrets! Remember when Paul McCartney said that in an interview?
DeleteYou live a glamorous, mysterious life.
ReplyDeleteYou had me at "Sponsored by Cracker Barrel."
ReplyDeleteWord.
DeleteI love the Oak Ridge Boys! I wonder if they know they have a fan in her early 30's. Ok maybe mid 30's.
ReplyDeleteDude. No way.
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