My Beloved has tried to get me into a dancing class many times.
I did succumb for over a year,but eventually I couldn't stand it any more and quit.
My Beloved was "mucho pissed" and didn't talk to me for many, many weeks.
Maybe I was a wee bit hasty?
Maybe I should go back?
How do you get jobs filming stuff like that? Obviously by being some bloody Latino moustache-twirling tight-trousered ex-waiter.
ReplyDeletelooby: Or a dungaree'd, Doc Marten wearing famale of the male gender. Lucky bastards.
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