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  1. “Little did the lemmings in ugly pink jackets know, there was nothing at the top of that escalator – only an excruciating fall to the very bottom where they started. The screams of those falling could not be heard over the excited chatter of the lemmings on the ground, excited to finally be getting to the top. However, once at the peak, it was too late to turn back from imminent destruction.”

    • On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
      Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
      Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
      My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
      I had to stop for the night.

      There she stood in the doorway;
      I heard the mission bell
      And I was thinking to myself
      ‘This could be heaven or this could be Hell’
      Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
      There were voices down the corridor,
      I thought I heard them say

      Welcome to the Hotel California
      Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
      Such a lovely face.
      Plenty of room at the Hotel California
      Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here

      Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
      She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
      How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
      Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

      So I called up the Captain,
      ‘Please bring me my wine’
      He said, ‘we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine’
      And still those voices are calling from far away,
      Wake you up in the middle of the night
      Just to hear them say”

      Welcome to the Hotel California
      Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
      Such a lovely face.
      They livin’ it up at the Hotel California
      What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis

      Mirrors on the ceiling,
      The pink champagne on ice
      And she said, ‘we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
      And in the master’s chambers,
      They gathered for the feast
      They stab it with their steely knives,
      But they just can’t kill the beast

      Last thing I remember, I was
      Running for the door
      I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
      ‘Relax’ said the night man,
      ‘We are programmed to receive.
      You can check out any time you like,
      But you can never leave!’

  2. Uggh. The crowds of women all being ushered in for further indoctrination. The same old slogans and taglines about how this is the time and the place for Mary Kay. Ick.

  3. Leadership Conference: where #bossbabes in mauve learn to how to lose friends and manipulate people

    • That “mom of 8” TV show? It was “a look” a while back.

      Or they dashed out of the hairdresser’s after a customer before the cut was done?

    • If you ever want to see more outdated, gawdy hair and fashion, Leadership Conference is for you. Seminar, too. So embarrassing I was a part of that group!

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