Upstaging Miley "Suck"us

Hey Hey Hey!!! Today is the dreaded day. The day of Miley Cyrus's barbeque. Me and my BFF Hayley Ashton (go to www.allabouthayleyashton.blogspot.com to read her blog) have made plans to upstage Miley BIG TIME!!! She's wearing this really long hits-the-ground dress with a little train like the ones brides have.(drama queen). After we've said hello and done the standard Hollywood greetings, we plan to "accidentally" step on the train of Miley's dress while she's on the dance floor, and the Cyruses have this wierd rule. You can't get off the dance floor until the song ends. If you do, you get kicked out of the party. And when we step on the train of Miley's dress, it's gonna rip all the way up to above her waist. I know cuz I did the same thing to Mishca Barton at the Emmys. Can't stah-nd her. Drama queen. And since the dress is vintage Diane von Furstenburg, and the only one of its kind left (after the Mischa incident) I know it will def get Miley's goat because she got grounded after she charged the dress on her mom's credit card. She didn't want to use her own for fear of identity theft. Weenie. Well, TTYL, I've got to go get my Siamese cat Lucky bathed and dressed, we're going to Hayley's to scheme some more. And I still have to pick up my dress from dry cleaning, and shower, shave and get dressed. Oh, the life of a cosmetix heiress. Laytah!!! :-)