I have a feeling some of you are having a shitty day, so I've taken this opportunity to humiliate myself. Buckle up and keep your hands and feet in and all times.
*Clears throat* When I was a wee one, oh yeah, I was still weird. I danced alone a lot, and on one sunny , fine ass day I had been bumping to Radio Disney. And what was that spectacular jam you might ask? Oh bitch, if you guessed, "What Time Is It" by the High School Musical 2 soundtrack, oh hohohohooooo.. you guessed right. So, there I am, dancing in the living room. Flinging every limb, shaking every bone in my skinny ass body, channeling my inner Sharpay. And then, out the corner of my eye...I see her. Keep in mind I do NOT dance publicly, I am quite reserved surprisingly. But my God ..did my older sister round that corner. And when she did, she saw what I can only imagine to be a Barbie doll made out of J-ello, on crack, having a seizure to a VERY overwhelmingly loud Disney movie soundtrack. And when I saw her...it was too late. We made eye contact as I was mid air, and the silence crept up. She smiled, damaged my ego, and walked back upstairs. Imagine the haunting chime of Troy Bolton's voice throughout the house as she walked away. The HORROR. You know in all honesty, let's just be real for a second. What the fuck was I thinking? I had that shit turned up 40+ max, was I at a strip club? Was I at a school talent show? No I'll tell you where I was, getting funky in my FUCKIN livin room, to some mild ass Radio Disney jams. The worst part is I don't think I even stopped, I'm pretty sure Aly & Aj came on and my ego was fully restored once again like I had just healed all my pokeballs at once.
The FUCK is wrong with me man?
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