June 26, 2006
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I got back from my California trip. My dad called, telling me he signed me up for ballet lessons. Apparently, I don't move gracefully enough, more like Godzilla compared to Twinkly-toes. I'm gonna say this once, if I go ballet-dancing, I ain't wearin no tights or big-ass tutu. Unless if I were Long-Dong Silver, I reluctantly would have to say I prefer the big-ass tutu over tights anyday. My dad then said I was too cynical and lots of guys do it too. I didn't have the heart to tell him that 98% of those "men" enjoy other men. Shame on me.
That's got to hurt...
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you loser. you will NOT be wearing a tutu you will be wearing tights. and if you stuff yourself then you are shamefull.
ballet is fun, suck it up and deal
Ballet? sure. But why does your dad care that you aren't graceful? Tell him to look around, most guys are anything but graceful. I love the cartoon, btw... Yeah, my basement started to flood too... And the fire house was rediculously busy last night. Oh well
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