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I often talk about how I sing and dance in grocery stores. Tonight, while searching the aisles at Big Y with Pan and Gavs, the song 'At Last' came on, by Etta James, who died today. I was compelled to grab Gavs' hands to start a very elaborate slow dance/waltz, twirling myself under our arms and all whilst singing it to him. He lovvvved it, grabbing onto my waist from behind as we stumbled down the next aisle, with me holding his hands in front and walking like a Weeble.
Like I always say, if I was embarrassed by how I acted in public, I wouldn't do it.
Like I always say, if I was embarrassed by how I acted in public, I wouldn't do it.