Aaron came home last night and called out to find out where I was in the house.
"Up here!" I shouted. "In the family room! I'm dancing in my underwear!"
"Ooooh, really?" he cried, bounding up the stairs, only to skid to a disappointed halt in the doorway.
Well. I was dancing in my underwear. Is it my fault Elizabethan unmentionables involve
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It's the fact that you are going to go dancing in the "elizerator".
It's the fact that you will have to hold your clothing up when you hop, so the Klingons don't attack.
This, my dear, proves that you are loony.
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Dangerously close to TMI here... Proceed with caution. >;->
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Of course I AM generally on the lookout for more.
Me - I'd have gone and got my pirate costume...
Arrr.
( Retry. Comment wound up in the wrong place last time... )
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