::Fatlane and Carrie dance out on the stage in sequined disco jumpsuits, singing "River Deep, Mountain High". The stage is a typical 70's variety show, complete with earth tone background and flashing 100-watt bulbs::
::Carrie misses a cue::
::Fatlane, ego swollen to the breaking point because he's got top billing in this thread, quits lip-synching and glares at Carrie::
::The tape playback stops and the producer has a "What the hell?" look on his face. OK, it's actually a DIFFERENT look, but this is a family show::
Gosh, Carrie, if you could only forget where the shoe stores were the way you forget your lines, we'd still be financially solvent.
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roducer keeps the cameras rolling. RATINGS!::
::Carrie glares right back at Fatlane, preparing her response::
::Carrie misses a cue::
::Fatlane, ego swollen to the breaking point because he's got top billing in this thread, quits lip-synching and glares at Carrie::
::The tape playback stops and the producer has a "What the hell?" look on his face. OK, it's actually a DIFFERENT look, but this is a family show::
Gosh, Carrie, if you could only forget where the shoe stores were the way you forget your lines, we'd still be financially solvent.
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roducer keeps the cameras rolling. RATINGS!::::Carrie glares right back at Fatlane, preparing her response::
