Kris and I had a GIRL’S NIGHT OUT on Friday. We got invited to a V.I.P. party and had a blast with some of our new closest friends!
We arrived to the party and Oprah ran up to me and wanted to interview me. I really wasn’t in the mood to give another interview, but again “When in Rome”. I probably gave her the best interview of her lifetime.
Hugh Hefner was there. We didn’t get off to a good start. He didn’t like it when I called him a Pervert and smashed a champagne bottle into his head.
Daniel Craig, a.k.a. James Bond, came up to Kris and I and begged us to take a picture with him. How could we say no to James Bond?
George Clooney got jealous when he saw us with Daniel, and asked Kris and I to marry him. I told him I was already happily married but I would humor him and put the dress on and we can “pretend” to get married.
Kris and George got married...
Kris soon saw her one true love Johnny Depp. He fell head over heals for her, of course. They are taking things slow, but so far so good.
I had to sit down with my boy Johnny and talk to him about if he wants to date my sister he needs to treat her like the queen she is. She doesn't need another dirt bag.
They had a karaoke at the party and Simon was there to judge the singers. He didn't give me a good review. He was kind enough to let me cry on his shoulder. Even though he has a hard shell on the outside, he is a soft gooey marshmallow on the inside. The big teddy bear.
Later Ryan Seacrest interviewed Kris and I. He wanted to know who we were wearing, and when I told him that I got my “designer” shirt at TJ MAXX he gave me a really confused face. As you can see from the crossed eyes he has in the picture. He had never heard of TJ MAXX before.
And I used to think he was hip.
Michael and I had a dance off. I won.
The Rock, or Duane and I had many good laughs that night.
Good guy.
Of course Brand and Angie were there. The entire night they kept asking if they could adopt me. Kinda creepy. I tried to steer clear from them.
Our long time friend Nicholas Cage.
Me and my main man, George!
Abraham Lincoln once said, "If you are a racist, I will attack you with the North." Those are the principles that I like to live by. - Michael Scott from the Office
We had to take a picture with our favorite cowboy, John Wayne.
Abraham Lincoln once said, "If you are a racist, I will attack you with the North." Those are the principles that I like to live by. - Michael Scott from the Office
We had to take a picture with our favorite cowboy, John Wayne.
I'm telling the GodFather a HILARIOUS joke. You can't tell, but he really did think it was funny. He was rolling on the floor laughing.
Prince and I striking a pose.
2pac is alive and well. He's a very serious man. Doesn't like to mess around.
It's all business with him.
James Brown and I rockin' out
Kris playing Shaq one on one.
Me and Cam shooting the breeze
My old pal Larry and I goofing around.
Siegfried and Roy brought their tiger to the party.
He hasn't stopped attacking people.
Luckily Siegfried and Roy are magicians so they magically put my arm back on.
This is Siegfried and I joking around. I’m tickling him with my new and
improved magically attached arm.
I forgot that I was a tiger whisperer so I was able to communicate with ‘Kitty’ (that’s what the tiger wanted to be called). We spent some time together and worked through many years of built up resentment and anger towards Siegfried and Roy. He’s doing much better now.
It looks like he is angry but he is smiling.
It was a fun typical night for the Pico Sisters.
Ain’t no party like a sista’s party, cuz a sista’s party don’t stop! Hoo Ha
ANOTHER FUN ADVENTURE...
ADVENTURES AT PUBLIC STORAGE
My beautiful sister flew in a week ago on Saturday. It all started out a mess that day. Kris flew in and had to get a cab to our place because Eric forgot that the only day to move the rest of our things was the day that Kris flew in. We are working on communicating. Poor Kris had to hang out at our apartment for seven fun hours.
By the time we arrived home it was close to 7:30. We picked up Kris and had her come help us unload the truck at the storage unit. This is where the real fun begins…
Public Storage is where we are renting our storage unit. At 9:00 p.m. the gates lock from the inside and out so you can’t get in or out. We weren’t aware of this and there are NO signs that say if you don’t exit by 9:00 p.m. you’re locked in until they open in the morning. We finish unloading everything around 10:15. We are exhausted and excited to get home to relax and eat. We hopped in the truck, pumch in our code on the key pad so we can get out and nothing happens. We punch in the code over and over and still nothing happens. We look around to see if there is a phone number to call and of course there isn’t. We saw a man walking around the storage units earlier so we went inside to find him hoping he could help us. We found him on the second floor and sad to say it looked like he was living inside his unit. He was very kind and gave us two numbers we could try and call. Both numbers we called we heard, “I’m sorry our office is closed. Please call during regular business hours.”
Eric finds a gate door that’s open. It’s big enough for a person to escape so we left the truck and call a cab to come pick us up. To make a long story short, we didn't get a cab, and ended up walking to the airport where Eric’s truck was parked from the previous day. Luckily the airport was only a few miles away. Keep in mind though it’s very late, poor Kris never complained and had nasty blisters on her feet, we look homeless because we have a duffle bag and grocery sacks. The streets are busy and we got honked and yelled at, then we saw a little accident on our way to the airport.
It was a very adventurous night. We got home around 12:30 a.m. We ended the night with cheese crisps and frozen pizza. It will be a night we will never forget. Welcome to Vegas Kris! Who would like to visit us next?
By the time we arrived home it was close to 7:30. We picked up Kris and had her come help us unload the truck at the storage unit. This is where the real fun begins…
Public Storage is where we are renting our storage unit. At 9:00 p.m. the gates lock from the inside and out so you can’t get in or out. We weren’t aware of this and there are NO signs that say if you don’t exit by 9:00 p.m. you’re locked in until they open in the morning. We finish unloading everything around 10:15. We are exhausted and excited to get home to relax and eat. We hopped in the truck, pumch in our code on the key pad so we can get out and nothing happens. We punch in the code over and over and still nothing happens. We look around to see if there is a phone number to call and of course there isn’t. We saw a man walking around the storage units earlier so we went inside to find him hoping he could help us. We found him on the second floor and sad to say it looked like he was living inside his unit. He was very kind and gave us two numbers we could try and call. Both numbers we called we heard, “I’m sorry our office is closed. Please call during regular business hours.”
Eric finds a gate door that’s open. It’s big enough for a person to escape so we left the truck and call a cab to come pick us up. To make a long story short, we didn't get a cab, and ended up walking to the airport where Eric’s truck was parked from the previous day. Luckily the airport was only a few miles away. Keep in mind though it’s very late, poor Kris never complained and had nasty blisters on her feet, we look homeless because we have a duffle bag and grocery sacks. The streets are busy and we got honked and yelled at, then we saw a little accident on our way to the airport.
It was a very adventurous night. We got home around 12:30 a.m. We ended the night with cheese crisps and frozen pizza. It will be a night we will never forget. Welcome to Vegas Kris! Who would like to visit us next?