"Oh it's time to BLAWG about this..."

So Ryan and I are sitting here. My fingers covered in Baked! Ruffles Cheddar & Sour Cream chips. {DEEEEeeeeelicious}

We're watching this "Party Party" show on Bravo! Two different families are followed around who are planning their kids' "special parties." This episode is about these B'nai-Mitzvahs for two UBER-Jewish twin boys vs. a French trustfund baby waif bitch who has no respect for anyone or anything. She forgets her BOOK AAANNND HER DRRRRESSSS!!!! Pathetic.

So they're showing the twins' "Fabulous Hollywood Party" {WELCOME TO TWINSELTOWN} and the big attraction comes in... A BILLY CRYSTAL IMPERSONATOR. Yes. When Harry Met Sally. Billy fucking Crystal.

Immediately. I pick up the phone and dial Erin's number. It rings twice. Erin picks up shrieking. When the scene had started, she turned to Mandy & said "Julia deserves a call about this Billy Crystal." She was picking up the phone to call me when it rang in her hand. We are psychic friends. We are psychic, Bravo Reality TV-watching friends.

Automatic, Supersonic, Hypnotic... Work your body... TWO STEP!