Ding dong! Ding dong! goes Kim's doorbell.
Kim looks out her peephole, because, deep down at heart, she is a safety conscious gal. There's a policeman standing on her porch. He cuts quite an image standing there, shaded sunglasses on, ticket book in hand, but...... he's scowling........
Kim nervously opens the door and tries to give the officer a sick, pasty, fake smile. She opens her mouth to speak, but the officer cuts her off..... "Ma'm, he says, flashing a badge. "I need to speak to you about a complaint I have received against you, may I please come in."
"Oohhh, but my house is a wreck and I just know that I did nothing wrong," poor Kimmie twitters. But she opens the door and lets the officer in, noticing that he has very nice thighs......
"I have it on good authority," begins the officer, "that you are obsessed with some dude named Happy, no....... Jupiter....... no, Apolo. Yeah, Apolo. The complaintants (officer consults his notebook), chiefly, the YaYa Sisters, say that you talk about this Apolo constantly. That you dressed up like him for Halloween, that you even decorated your bedroom with his likeness. Is this true?"
"Yes, I can't help myself - I love the furry little dude. He's so cute and cuddly," cries Kim.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you in," says the officer, whipping out a pair of handcuffs. He cuffs a stunned Kimmie to a chair and tells her that he just needs to step out for a minute and call to headquarters on his radio.
Kimmie is crying in her chair, straining at the handcuffs when she hears music. She stares in disbelief at the doorway, where the officer has just reappeared, there's a boom box in her foyer, and the officer, well the "officer" is proceeding to dance and grind and take it off. Oh - My - Stars - , he is taking it all off! T
Except for his hat and glasses. This dude is really rocking and gyrating. He literally glides across the floor. He's shaking and shimming all over a startled Kim!
But she swears that those thighs are familiar...... hmmmmm.....
The "officer" leans in for the grand finale - he kisses Kim and removes his hat and glasses. Kim gasps and then claps her feet in glee (because her hands are cuffed, remember?) It's......... it's......... it's Apolo!
"I am here to give you a birthday to remember, Kim, baby," Apolo whispers in her ear.
"Well...... ok," stammers Kim. "But you will leave on the handcuffs, won't you?"
Happy Birthday Kim!!
Pam
Has he seen the little guy that hangs from the ceiling and spins around in circles? 
We can wear our boots (I'll borrow DD's) and go clubbin'. See, I can be "hip" for a 41 yr. old "foogie."
