I like to dance.

Flying Turban

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Stated here, I wasn't allowed to dance growing up as a kid, and now I've come to realize what I've been missing out on.

http://www.runegear.net/forums/showthread.php?tid=65607

During my time of herding cats, I was riding my bicycle to the tree to where I would climb to the very top and call out canaries. This very particular day, one of those branches broke, and I fell on my back. When I stood up, I felt fine, but I would walk funny. My leg was much more flexible, and I was able to kick it up to my head and hold my foot. I was dazzled by this event, and decided to show mother. My mother wasn't pleased, and she told me never to do it again. I decided to pursue my dreams, and wanted to dance. I would sit in my room with a mirror in front of me until a week later I had kicked my own head, and fell towards the mirror, breaking the mirror. I woke up, and was the same being as I was before I fell out of that tree.

As much as I'd like to dance again, I couldn't if I tried.
 
Skinner at it again!
 

They must have slippery fingers. Mother would not be pleased if she found out they were eating her butter again.
 

May have slippery fingers, but mother doesn't eat butter. Too much cholesterol.
 

Can she believe it's not butter!?
 

I do not understand, she has keen senses.
 

I can't believe it's not butter! is a butter substitute.

And how keen are her senses? Tell me the story of how you first found out that her senses were keen.
 
I still can't believe it's not butter. Almost committed suicide because of it. It was a bigger suprise than finding out cookie crisps were a breakfast cereal!
 
Youre still alive flying turban?
 
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