Actually, maybe I'm sick of 90s nostalgia. But who could ever get tired of those hand-dance moves? Only a complete cretin, that's who. Damn, I love Shirley, she's at least eleven shades of sassy.
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Now taking requests for the matinee show.
I heavily favour dancing.
Anything memorable and dramatic. Not that time your sister threw a football at your crotch. Yes, the time she flipped back her hair as you opened the door and said "who me? I'm always decent." Wow, that was probably fairly creepy for you.
feel my wrath more personally
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- Sometimes it's dark, sometimes I work, I work alone, I walk to the library for more British television DVDs.
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