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I conga'd through the kinja upgrade
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I haven’t heard the phrase “tweaked out” in many years so thanks for that. I’ve never done ecstasy or K but even I am having flashbacks.

I am embarrassed to this day to be the opposite of the Chicago person. I called in an order to a Chinese restaurant pretty close to closing time and headed out to pick it up (they didn’t do delivery, it was a small family who ran the small place) and I was stopped by a couple of really fun and friendly neighbors on

No, not at all, and I’m a huge Anglophile, so it took every neuron I had to not write “& etc.”

Anything with Conga.

And can I whine and complain about how I’ve gone through like seven burner accounts and I get followed and out of the gray and then back I go? (Mostly my fault; keep losing the burner key.) This latest kinja upgrade forced me to use a different browser, so it’s like I haven’t been commenting here for the last three

I married my husband partly because he’s such a beautiful dancer. We were just buddies and one night we got liquored up and were dancing and started making out and here we are, 29 years later!

The rumba is really fun! I would have rumba’d with you and shown you how! Blame it on the bossa nova.

I was a guest, really a friend of a friend, at a highly choreographed wedding. The bridesmaids and groomsmen walked into the reception hall (they didn’t dance, but it was like the March of the Wooden Soldiers) and then when the couple came in we had to get up and cheer and twirl our napkins around. The DJ showed us

I once had a conversation with a woman who designs book covers for a living and she told me that she takes the paper covers off her hardcovers and arranges them by the color of the underlying hardback, of which there is a very limited color spectrum. She also told me that she chose her two shelter cats purely by how