tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222325649627666682.post1243893058701066103..comments2023-10-26T09:01:50.545-04:00Comments on Miss Vero's Beach House: BAD MANNERS AND BURTMiss Verohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13946839524699613036noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222325649627666682.post-35337268983337543942008-08-05T21:13:00.000-04:002008-08-05T21:13:00.000-04:00Yesssss ladies, we have heard that Mr. Reynolds st...Yesssss ladies, we have heard that Mr. Reynolds still lives at "Valhalla" and if we can find an extra 1.5 mil in our budget this month, we would insist he remained if he so desired, although the '70's couple would have to go.<BR/><BR/>Indigo Room for burgers? Nevah thought of that Sugar, perhaps we'll change our lunch date at Bobby's tomorrow....<BR/><BR/>MWAH!Miss Verohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13946839524699613036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222325649627666682.post-32770733636364809312008-08-05T19:29:00.000-04:002008-08-05T19:29:00.000-04:00There is only one home in this country more fabulo...There is only one home in this country more fabulous than Mr Reynolds abode in Jupiter; the Memphis mansion of the king, my personal jeebus, Elvis. No ordinary mansion, Graceland has an actual "name" and is a shrine to all that new money could buy in the 1960's. Southern style, hunny. Mr. Reynolds home is a homage to the 70's and ultimately the south. I would gladly kill a bug on a tulip to reside in it's splendor for time immortal. For the piddling price of 1.5 million, his home should be purchased and maintained as a national treasure......None the less, I am intrigued with the couple that appear in many of the exterior shots, do they come with the house?<BR/>Anyway hunny, it seems you've been busier than a boar bee in soft yella' pine. Just slow your ass down to a trot (it's hot outside) and spend a little more time with the cutest bartender in town. In case you're ready for a change, try the bar at the VB club and Resort. The Indigo Room's charmin'barman Tom, serves a mean martini and the burgers knocks the stuffin' outta of the burgers at Bobby's.Miss B. Haviorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14149368600267918873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222325649627666682.post-61257339657110764592008-08-05T11:21:00.000-04:002008-08-05T11:21:00.000-04:00Burt, I had your picture -- THAT picture -- on my ...Burt, I had your picture -- THAT picture -- on my wall until someone stole it!! And all the chicks at work [where I volunteered as a kid, so I'm young enough to remember but wasn't old enough to buy my own copy] had copies, too. sigh . . . soooo pretty! classy, too. Remember the first Playgirl centerfold, Peter Lupus [Mission Impossible] Heavens!!!<BR/><BR/>But when you let Sally Field get away and married the Pamela Anderson of the 70's, Lonnie [also an Anderson? hmmmmmmm], the classless indicator started hitting the red zone. Men with that much [non-doping] testosterone just don't decorate well, neither. <BR/><BR/>Well, we still love ya, Burt, and hope you can sell off an acre just to afford the new decorator.BlessUrHearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08144063569701101325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222325649627666682.post-53836653429709607202008-08-05T11:06:00.000-04:002008-08-05T11:06:00.000-04:00That Burt is (was?) a fine looking man as proven b...That Burt is (was?) a fine looking man as proven by the evidence you presented (I love hairy guys! I guess everybody knows now that I am no longer in my twenties.)<BR/><BR/>However, that is the silliest looking inside of a house I have ever seen!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com