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What else can I say? Dancing is my life. When that music hits me, I can feel it flow through my body all the way from my ears to my feet. That's when the funk starts and I can't help but do what I've been trained to do. The feeling of enrichment that comes from slapping my shoes on the dance floor and waving my arms around like an escaped mental patient makes everything worth it. If only my love for dancing was a food, I could use it to feed the world and no person would ever have to fall asleep feeling hungry. People keep telling me it's not possible, but I'm still dancin'. It'll take an army to stop me from dancin' God damnit!
What else can I say? Dancing is my life. When that music hits me, I can feel it flow through my body all the way from my ears to my feet. That's when the funk starts and I can't help but do what I've been trained to do. The feeling of enrichment that comes from slapping my shoes on the dance floor and waving my arms around like an escaped mental patient makes everything worth it. If only my love for dancing was a food, I could use it to feed the world and no person would ever have to fall asleep feeling hungry. People keep telling me it's not possible, but I'm still dancin'. It'll take an army to stop me from dancin' God damnit!
About Me:
Country:
United States Minor Outlying Islands
Occupation:
Amateur Unemployed Peanut Butter and Anchovy Sandwich Artisan
Hobbies:
Milking Adult Pandas, Getting Adult Giraffes Drunk, Petting Adolescent Crocodiles, Teaching Baby Gorillas How To Walk, Juggling Up To Three Overweight Human Babies In The Air With One Chainsaw (three is my safe limit for now, I refuse to add more babies until I can get that last incident out of my mind), Casually but Seriously Pursuing A Degree In "Sexual Healing" Which I Am Starting To Realize Isn't A Widely Recognized Form of Medicine, Chasing Hurricanes, Volcano Diving, Gynaecology, Hurling Harmful Insults At Cancer, Camping Out In People's Backyards Pretending To Be Sasquatch or Their Ex-husband (depending on the situation)
Music:
Anything that makes my soul shake its ass. All of our souls have asses and they come in all shapes and odors. Mine is the size of two Jeep Cherokee airbags and smells like a three-way mix between cinnamon, vinegar, and owl shit.
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