at least i have a back-up career
I’m tired. I’m bruised. And my shoulders are STILL sore.Â
Why?
Because I took an exotic dancing/pole dancing class with a bunch of girlfriends on Saturday, and that sh*t is freaking HARD.
Thanks to the hilarious and talented Wendy Reardon, I can now gyrate on the floor, shake it on a chair, and go airborne on a stripper pole. AND I can pick up a dollar bill with my bum.
I am multi-talented, people. Watch out now!
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March 19th, 2008 at 9:54 am
I love this post, almost to the point where *I* want to take a pole dancing class… wouldn’t that be funny
March 28th, 2008 at 2:10 pm
Andreas, I would die laughing if you learned to pole dance. I bet Stephanie would love it, though.