Because Myra certainly did! She did the bump, the lump, the droopy ass, the back fat, and countless other horrific moves in a gown suited only for someone with a flawless figure. Which she DOES not have, despite her delusions.
Just look at the journalists’ faces!!! They’re all like “what the fuck? This chick thinks she can wear that? What a fucking nutter!”
Then she danced with her loving husband
Ah, if that is not the look of love, I don’t know what is!
Even one of the sugarboarders dared say the dress was one size too small – then a kool-aid drinking psychopath responded “what makes you say that?!”
Um, the bumps and lumps, you fucking delusional moron!