But, my baby is taking me dancing! Momma seriously needs to let loose a little...shake my groove thang...bust a move...whatever the fuck you want to call it, Momma needs to do it.
We're going to Phase 1. It looks a lot like the little bar I used to raise hell in when I was in college. I gotta dance. I gotta drink. I gotta feel sexy and get sweaty.
And I need a designated driver (hence, Kelly).
AND...who else would I want to dance for? I mean honestly? I can't go dancing without my sexy wife with me!
Not sure when...maybe a week or two from now? I've gotta at least let the idea sink in...LOL...and find a babysitter!
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