Yesterday was the day of dance. We went to a dance recital, where we were asked if we were picking up kids 12 years old and younger….where I answered “obviously”….anyway after sitting through that dance recital we decided to make a day out of dance. We ended up at the movies where we saw Stick It and got a ton of dirty looks from the ppl in the theatre, because we weren’t 14 year old girls, and I really only did it to get kicked out of the place, thought it’d be funnier to write about getting busted sneaking into Stick It than sitting through the whole thing. Luckily, after every 14 year old instinctively avoided our row of seats some girl about my age sat next to me, I look up, obviously she’s someone I know, making the whole experience a fucking cliche/sitcom situation, that I guess really happen. We ended the night at the strippers and the girl Mya I feel in love recognized me from the last time I was there, where I gave her costume advice, telling her that she’d make more money in a bikini than stripper gear….Point of the story is Denise Richards is wearing a bikini and although lookin’ good is covering up her stretch marked belly, something I wish one of the Goth dancers last night did before showing me her tackle box (pierced 10 times) while dancing to German death metal. It’s bed time.

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