Friday, August 10, 2007
This is me at a house party in the mid-fucking-west. I am dancing on the coffee table. I got completely plastered that night, as it was my girlfriend's birthday party, I was at a sort-of-ex's house, and was witnessing another ex put the moves on a girl he has kissed during one of our "off periods", and the booze was free. I am what you would call "breaking out the speed bags". I found this on some girl's myspace profile. It is no lie, I love to dance.