Ok, somehow, someway, my family has started calling me "Gypsy." I think it started when Thing 1 saw "Borat" and thought it was the funniest thing
and somehow TheManTheMyth, as well as Thing 1's posse of cronies, followed his lead and now everyone calls me "Gypsy" and I'm asked if I have my tambourine. Ha. Ha.
So now the running/inside joke in our family, which includes Thing 1's cronies who I love like they're my own kids only I didn't have to give birth to them and toilet train them and I can kick them out if they piss me off, is if I mess something up, I'm told to take my tambourine and go back to my Gypsy Wagon
Well, take a gander at a different kind of Gypsy Wagons:
Can you believe all that chrome? Seriously, these Gypsy Caravans are incredible! But wait! The interiors are to DIE for!
These are not your regular RV's. Oh no. They're full of chrome and cut glass and etched mirrors and gilding and more chrome and they are so kitschy and tacky they're FABULOUS!
That's the type of Gypsy Wagon I'm talking about! I would be more than happy to be sent to my Gypsy Wagon if it were one of those. As long as I didn't have to polish all that chrome.