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Its amazing, I trying to remember what state of jind I was in when I wrote this question to be answered. Everyone seems to interpret it in so many fashions.
'sup Georgiegirl, I'm kind realizing how I worded the question...it was that or me ask: "Are you the kind of friend that you would want to be friends with"?
How everything with you?
Would I want to be friends with me? Not with this attitude problem I got! I'm funny though, so maybe. I'm also good, but cranky because NY is getting COLD! I'm also trying to remember how to do the Macarena. Don't ask.
I'd hate to know that I would borrow money from myself and never return it...only to ruin the only friend I had....and it its shoulder, shoulder; hip, hip; twirl your hips, and jump quarter turn and repeat..."Heeeey Macarena"!
Lord shoot me now....
I'll be honest. I'm slightly disturbed that you know that! :P
Girlfriend, if there is one thing my mama taught me, was to pay attention to the little things a girl wants, and how to dance....everything!
Oh, I don't dance. When I do, I look like a duck-donkey with eleven feet! The really funny part is that you probably think I'm exaggerating. I'm not. :)
....its the "duck-donkey" combo that I am trying my hardest to visualize, and not nine, nor twelve, but eleven feet....Hmmmmmm?
Come on, now. Like a platypus, only bigger and less graceful (and more annoying). And that one foot is always off tempo!
I kind of figured it would be that, what I remember about horrible dancing, was our junior high social dances. Everyone looked like penguins making small circles.
That would definately be one way of looking at this situation
Well said, mahalo for your contribution to this weirdly asked question of mine.
Nice, I like that...