the dance face

respect it

dudes kept on cruising us cos fil and the brads were downstairs at the foals and one guy comes up to britt and says oh nice hat i like it where did you get it (right) and she barks at him HER DEAD GRANDMA dude couldn’t walk away fast enough. i feel bad for dudes and how dumb they are at bars like one two drinks and they see any chick that’s moving and think oh she’s having fun with her friend all alone THEY MUST WANT TO HAVE SEX TONITE WITH ME OR THEY WANT BOYFRIENDS THERE IS NO WAY THAT THEY ARE SINGLE jeez maybe hit a 6 or a 7 instead or read this.

yes that guy behind me is wearing pajamas. later on when we were dancing to around the world or praise you or roxanne i asked if he could move out of my dance way and said i’m half-kidding too you know and he shook his head a bit angry i said um you are WEARING PAJAMAS you are not allowed to not have a sense of humour about this right now.

then i did some honky dance square combination and britt asked me if i was drunk i said um yes but are you saying that that didn’t look awesome what i just did there cos i thought it was pretty awesome.

another guy comes up asking where he can get some food afterward i say uh las iguanas or green room he’s like oh ok what is that like i say oh well you know like, food, it’s like that, when you’re hungry, you eat it. he didn’t really get the point so i cheersed him and off he went faking his accent.

fil and brad show up to me and britt in a dance tornado and my hair is just drenched in sweat and party i love dancing!

here’s pics from lunch with poopee, i ate she didn’t, she was treated by some employer or something i dunno i wasn’t listening because i was too incensed at the fact that she ate.

i worked out before so i figured i deserved a pint and since you were wondering, i work out every other day.

hunks of bacon omfg.

my hair was still wet and looks stupid in that lighting.