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Seen a Dream Walking
Carrie Prejean
You should have been at the barbecue held in Little Italy last Sunday. Picture it: moving up the street toward the house in a black jumpsuit was a blonde vision with perfect complexion and a figure to die for. Gleaming white teeth and a smile that would make you melt, poetry and music in her gait. Looking down you would see she had no shoes. The vision was none other than former Miss California, Carrie Prejean, recently dethroned, as all of you remember, by the king of comb-over, Donald Trump.
Yes, indeed, it was she in the flesh. She is a San Diego girl and has been dating an Italian fellow living down the street. She had come to be part of the festivities on Dove Street celebrating St. Anthony hosted by Frank and Rosalea Crevello. Prejean was charming and generous to a fault, posing for photographs, shaking hands, and just being an all-around delight to all in attendance. There were many mature men gathered about in the backyard. Upon hearing of her presence the stampede was on. You have never seen so many of them with such a spring in their step. What is the old saying? There may be snow on the roof, but there is still fire in the furnace.
The host, Frank, gave her a kiss. Suddenly a hush fell over the crowd. All eyes were focused on Rosalea, his wife, expecting a reaction. She just smiled. The party continued without a hitch. The former Miss California left as gracefully as she had arrived, in a cloud of radiant beauty. Well, folks, that's it. Just another day in Little Italy. Come visit and see your own dream walking.
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Seen a Dream Walking
Seen a Dream Walking
Carrie Prejean
You should have been at the barbecue held in Little Italy last Sunday. Picture it: moving up the street toward the house in a black jumpsuit was a blonde vision with perfect complexion and a figure to die for. Gleaming white teeth and a smile that would make you melt, poetry and music in her gait. Looking down you would see she had no shoes. The vision was none other than former Miss California, Carrie Prejean, recently dethroned, as all of you remember, by the king of comb-over, Donald Trump.
Yes, indeed, it was she in the flesh. She is a San Diego girl and has been dating an Italian fellow living down the street. She had come to be part of the festivities on Dove Street celebrating St. Anthony hosted by Frank and Rosalea Crevello. Prejean was charming and generous to a fault, posing for photographs, shaking hands, and just being an all-around delight to all in attendance. There were many mature men gathered about in the backyard. Upon hearing of her presence the stampede was on. You have never seen so many of them with such a spring in their step. What is the old saying? There may be snow on the roof, but there is still fire in the furnace.
The host, Frank, gave her a kiss. Suddenly a hush fell over the crowd. All eyes were focused on Rosalea, his wife, expecting a reaction. She just smiled. The party continued without a hitch. The former Miss California left as gracefully as she had arrived, in a cloud of radiant beauty. Well, folks, that's it. Just another day in Little Italy. Come visit and see your own dream walking.
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