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I just picked my brother up from the "Winter Wonderland" dance at Small. It made me sick. It was like, immature kids/braces/make up/short boys city. I told an old teacher of mine (a chaperone) that it made me thankful to be out of middle school. I did see the young O'Grady boy, I don't remember his name, but he went up to a group of young girls and made a savvy, original comment: "yo!" with accompanying hand motions. Yep, Billy's cooler. I wanted to go talk to the 'reject' kids, because I bet all those girls are too dumb to do it. But I kept to my position leaning against the vending machine. Some cool dad was waiting near me; he had black converses. What a hipster. But yeah.
Name that tune! Title and artist.
"This ain't no party! This ain't no disco! This ain't no fooling around! No time for dancing, or lovey dovey, I ain't got time for that now."
"You don't have to watch 'Dynasty' to have an attitude"
Yeah, I always think of these things in the shower. So when I shower, I'll try to remember these crazy lyrics. If you know these, you're coooool.
Name that tune! Title and artist.
"This ain't no party! This ain't no disco! This ain't no fooling around! No time for dancing, or lovey dovey, I ain't got time for that now."
"You don't have to watch 'Dynasty' to have an attitude"
Yeah, I always think of these things in the shower. So when I shower, I'll try to remember these crazy lyrics. If you know these, you're coooool.