Why, does every single person in this picture...
including myself...
think they are gettin down, like they are on an episode of American Bandstand?
What makes, every day folk, think they have morphed into Michael Jackson, after 11:00pm, on a Saturday night?
This picture makes me happy, in my belly.
Merry Wednesday, to you all!
6 comments:
This picture makes me sad, in my double chin.
And why must I always make that ridiculous face when dancing? It's a question that will plague me for life as I'm unable to stop from doing it. There is no cure. I just have to dance.
Do not feel sad, Mrs. This photo does not exactly catch any of us, at our best.
But we are loving life!
i don't know what you're talking about, i've never looked better
Munchkin looks as if she peed on the floor recently and just noticed.
The last two comments, made me laugh out loud to the point, Coco was laughing as well.
You guys always make my day.
The General- Yes, you are dead on.
Munchkin- I always heart you.
Morphing into Michael Jackson after 11 pm may have something to do with the drinks in hand.
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