So, the other day, I put on my dancing socks and busted some moves when nobody was around.
If you've got it, flaunt it, is what I say. Actually, I was running a temperature and could barely stand to have any clothes on.
Truth be told, I prefer a highland jig and my sister's Disney princesses water bottle.
A man can work up a mighty thirst out on the dance floor.
(I'm sure one day I'll look back at these photos and laugh ... and laugh ... and laugh.)
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