all dressed up and no where to go

so this "friend" of mine calls me up a coupla hours ago...

friend: so, I was reading your post about your boyfriend snagging some tickets to The Black Party....
me: yeah, right....
friend: so, but, um, hmmm - isn't this your imaginary boyfriend?
me: well, yeah, so....?
friend: so if that's your imaginary boyfriend, aren't the Black Party tickets imaginary, too?
me: D'oh!

Would u let me dress u
I mean, help u pick out your clothes
Before we go out