mamaprincess
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Jan 6, 2005
Everyday I come to the Dis, I find myself lurking on those single digit dance threads. "How long before my recital, my glorious solo performance?" I ask myself. The answer is to long, always to long. We who will not be going soon have no way of expressing our angst, we have to keep it hidden away, buried deep down inside. I can no longer keep it to myself, I must dance at once. A dance so passionate, so desperate, so bitter, so full of frustration. A dance pregnant with the agony of having to wait to long for my next dose of the magic.
Allow me please then, to dance for you an exhilarating and liberating piece I call the J.E.D.D. aka The Jealous and Envious Dance of Doom. Wait aminute I'll need to kungaloosh first
Now I can begin! 
Picture if you will an angry scowl in place of his happy little smile and you will have some idea of the intensity of the dance.
Care to join me? Go ahead! let it out! Release your inner frustration. You'll feel so much better.
Feel free to add some grunting and mutterings, even some moans and groans. 
Dont worry about the beat just go with the feeling. 
Allow me please then, to dance for you an exhilarating and liberating piece I call the J.E.D.D. aka The Jealous and Envious Dance of Doom. Wait aminute I'll need to kungaloosh first
Now I can begin! Picture if you will an angry scowl in place of his happy little smile and you will have some idea of the intensity of the dance.Care to join me? Go ahead! let it out! Release your inner frustration. You'll feel so much better.
Feel free to add some grunting and mutterings, even some moans and groans. Dont worry about the beat just go with the feeling. 
and 
(sorry, it had to be done)
I see you're over on the Hanname tripple posting.
