A Tour of Hollywood

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Good morning, ladies and (plural noun), boys and (plural noun). My name is (person in room). I am your personal (noun) guide. For the next six hours, we will delight in exploring romantic, (adjective) Hollywood, the glamour (noun) of the world. Let's start off with a bang and visit Mann's (adjective) Chinese Theater, Hollywood's most (adjective) tourist attraction. Etched in cement, you'll see the foot (plural noun) and the (part of body) prints of the most famous movie (plural noun) ever to adorn the (adjective) screen. Then it's only a hop, skip, and a/an (verb) to Beverly Hills, the playground of the rich and (adjective). You will feast your (part of body, plural) on the million-dollar (plural noun) of movie stars. You'll actually get to visit the home of today's hottest (noun), (person in room), who will sign autographs for the low, low sum of (number) dollars. And here's the Big One! For lunch, we'll be going to the studio commissary, where you can rub (part of body, plural) with today's leading actors and actresses. All aboard!

Millie said...
Good morning, ladies and Sam Puckett fans, boys and bulls in china closets. My name is Spencer. I am your personal creep in the public pool restroom guide. For the next six hours, we will delight in exploring romantic, dippier than usual Hollywood, the glamour cupcake filling sucker-outer of the world. Let's start off with a bang and visit Mann's Stark Naked and Unaware Chinese Theater, Hollywood's most tomato-flavored tourist attraction. Etched in cement, you'll see the foot loud-voiced gossipy old women and the digit prints of the most famous movie weekly Hometown Buffet diners ever to adorn the frequently mocked screen. Then it's only a hop, skip, and a bash over the head with a lamp to Beverly Hills, the playground of the rich and fit-throwing. You will feast your phalanges on the million-dollar funny mushrooms of movie stars. You'll actually get to visit the home of today's hottest unreachable itchy spot, Freddie, who will sign autographs for the low, low sum of 1238 dollars. And here's the Big One! For lunch, we'll be going to the studio commissary, where you can rub metatarsals with today's leading actors and actresses. All aboard!

Rachael said... (Hey, Rach!)
Good morning, ladies and one size too small socks, boys and whiney kids. My name is Pais-ma-taiz. I am your personal Christmas wrapping paper leftovers guide. For the next six hours, we will delight in exploring romantic, cold Hollywood, the glamour husband's deodorant wearer of the world. Let's start off with a bang and visit Mann's Lonely Chinese Theater, Hollywood's smallest tourist attraction. Etched in cement, you'll see the foot blown fuses and the nasal cavity prints of the most famous movie puppies ever to adorn the hard screen. Then it's only a hop, skip, and a slide to Beverly Hills, the playground of the rich and pink. You will feast your nose hairs on the million-dollar lilacs of movie stars. You'll actually get to visit the home of today's hottest Nancy blabber mouth, Bridger bug, who will sign autographs for the low, low sum of 20 trillion dollars. And here's the Big One! For lunch, we'll be going to the studio commissary, where you can rub eyelashes with today's leading actors and actresses. All aboard!

Thorny Tree Lady said...
Good morning, ladies and sugar cookies, boys and overworked and disgruntled elves. My name is Buddy The Elf. I am your personal candy cane guide. For the next six hours, we will delight in exploring romantic, twinkle-y Hollywood, the glamour Christmas Goose of the world. Let's start off with a bang and visit Mann's Pine-scented Chinese Theater, Hollywood's most excited as a kid on Christmas morning tourist attraction. Etched in cement, you'll see the foot shorted-out Christmas lights and the belly that shakes like a bowl full of jelly prints of the most famous movie frosted windowpanes ever to adorn the naughty screen. Then it's only a hop, skip, and a gift wrap to Beverly Hills, the playground of the rich and grumpy as Scrooge. You will feast your wandering eyes on the million-dollar Clark Griswald imitators of movie stars. You'll actually get to visit the home of today's hottest tattered copy of Dickens' "A Christmas Carol", Chilly, the Elf who could not love, who will sign autographs for the low, low sum of 25 dollars. And here's the Big One! For lunch, we'll be going to the studio commissary, where you can rub fingernails with today's leading actors and actresses. All aboard!

Klin said...
Good morning, ladies and Sassy's handmade chocolate truffles, boys and flashing Christmas lights. My name is Nadine Wimmer. I am your personal smelly gym bag guide. For the next six hours, we will delight in exploring romantic, shiny & bright Hollywood, the glamour Santa hat of the world. Let's start off with a bang and visit Mann's Fully Stuffed Chinese Theater, Hollywood's most hung with care tourist attraction. Etched in cement, you'll see the foot ballet dancers and the hip joint prints of the most famous movie puppy kisses ever to adorn the crispy screen. Then it's only a hop, skip, and a shop to Beverly Hills, the playground of the rich and sugared. You will feast your cleavage on the million-dollar Christmas presents of movie stars. You'll actually get to visit the home of today's hottest moolah, Richard Piatt, who will sign autographs for the low, low sum of 900 dollars. And here's the Big One! For lunch, we'll be going to the studio commissary, where you can rub (part of body, plural) with today's leading actors and actresses. All aboard!

FluffyChicky said...
Good morning, ladies and Martin Scorsese’s eyebrow shavings, boys and skanky fishnet stockings. My name is Bowler Hat Guy. I am your personal Aunt Wanda’s wooden hand that she carved herself guide. For the next six hours, we will delight in exploring romantic, smutty Hollywood, the glamour white mouse with a brown patch over one eye and one brown leg of the world. Let's start off with a bang and visit Mann's Deranged Chinese Theater, Hollywood's most superlative tourist attraction. Etched in cement, you'll see the foot cases of pea soup and the intestinal tract prints of the most famous movie navy beans ever to adorn the disappointing screen. Then it's only a hop, skip, and a schlep to Beverly Hills, the playground of the rich and secretive. You will feast your breast implants on the million-dollar naughty nuns of movie stars. You'll actually get to visit the home of today's hottest Ministry of Silly Walks, Prissy Kissy-Bottom-Smythe, who will sign autographs for the low, low sum of 7 dollars. And here's the Big One! For lunch, we'll be going to the studio commissary, where you can rub ear canals filled with wax and dead flies and other nasty things with today's leading actors and actresses. All aboard!

Dave said...
Good morning, ladies and ROUSs, boys and masks. My name is Humperdink. I am your personal Pit of Despair guide. For the next six hours, we will delight in exploring romantic, dreadful Hollywood, the glamour miracle pill of the world. Let's start off with a bang and visit Mann's Filthy Chinese Theater, Hollywood's most swamped tourist attraction. Etched in cement, you'll see the foot holocaust cloaks and the left hand prints of the most famous movie swords ever to adorn the drunk screen. Then it's only a hop, skip, and a frame to Beverly Hills, the playground of the rich and fiery. You will feast your legs on the million-dollar pirates of movie stars. You'll actually get to visit the home of today's hottest putrescence, Westly, who will sign autographs for the low, low sum of 100 dollars. And here's the Big One! For lunch, we'll be going to the studio commissary, where you can rub eyes with today's leading actors and actresses. All aboard!