Rando--
Oh yeah, I watched Purple Rain back when I said I would. I was 80'serrific. Take that as you will. It was interesting how the only part of the Polis that was recognizable was the club where all the performances took place. And that looked a lot newer then. Also, a few months back I went to a very fine, upstanding gentleman's birthday party at some place, somewhere in Chicago. I have no idea where, actually, since it was so long ago. Regardless, I just recently came into the possession of photos that were taken of me whilst belly dancing at said feast. Belly dancing. Or should I say "failing at belly dancing." Either way, it was one of these "follow after me" sorts of affairs and I'm pretty sure that my guide suffered some sort of seizure or something because I've never seen a human being shake quite like that before. Fairly cruel to demonstrate your freakish nature in a game of follow the leader: Simon says, check yourself into a hospital.
Pretty sure she was digging me.
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