Thanksgiving Pole Dance

First, may I start by acknowledging the most memorable charade of all-time at our house:
Sandy C. who "wuthered" and wuthered and wuthered again, on the vine so to speak, for half an hour and still no one guessed --

Wuthering Heights

Frank and Veronica still have her withering on video and we review it from time.



But yesterday, Erin took the cake.

She started by reading the title, indicating one word, three syllables.

First syllable:

Right here is a picture of Erin doing a pole dance. Can't you just see it??!! The first attempt in her entire life. On an imagineray pole.

We all looked at her like "what the __?" and we're laughing and carrying on. And on, and on.



Then, out of the blue, Tom says "Poltgergeist"!!

And he's right! And he brought the house down!!

All we can figure is that Tom has seen some pretty horrid pole dances in his life!!


*One little footnote as a reminder to those present: Flab-eye-rinse!!