Friday, March 25, 2005

My My My My My Boogie Shoes

I dance at work. By myself. Just acting goofy and moving my body to the music in my head. It only happens at work. Can’t really explain it. I don’t even like dancing that much. But there I am standing in the middle of the kitchen gyrating like an idiot. My boss Roger, turns to me, laughs and declares, “You really are straight.”

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