I love dance parties. Which is new. I remember going to a wedding maybe three years ago and refusing to dance, despite how fun it looked. Poor Bob used to try and get me to dance all the time. I absolutely would not. Now, if I go too long with out a dance party I get legit anxious.
Last night went to The Midnight Sun for Lorenzo's 21st birthday.
Heather, Stephan, Blake, and Jeff in underwear, uhfcorse. And I realized those kids have ruined me. I can only dance with half naked people.
Blakeley being fucking fly at The Sun, Jacob stares on.
I dislike dancing with a partner so much, that if it isn't a joke, I won't do it.
So when I do, I dance with the naked ones, Because I'll dance with someone in their underwear, but there's no way I'm going to seriously dance with someone who's in their underwear.