Disclaimer: Let it be known that I am no way sitting in judgement or saying anything about any person in making this post. This is just my personal conviction and basically, this is how I roll.
I have to confess something to everyone....I went to a club this weekend. No, I'm not talking about The Girl Scouts or Math club. I went to a club, club. You know, "we gon tear da club up", type of club. I readily admit that at the age of 27, I have never before gone to a club, nor have I ever, EVER, wanted to. I know there are those people who can't wait to turn 21 so that they can legally go to a club or bar. I was not one of those. However, I did want to purchase alcohol when I turned 21 and I didn't even get carded the first time I tried (I was totally bummed!) I digress. I went with some friends who wanted to dance, and I told them I would go but I don't dance (so don't ask). I was completely fine with going and watching them dance (although I don't think they believed me), and I did watch lots of moronic people whose spiritual gifts did not include dancing. It was sitting there in this club, in the "hip-hop" room of this club, that I realized what I have been missing all these years by not going to the club. I know your all dying to know what that is, well......I'll tell you. What I've missed, by not going to clubs in my entire legal life is, nothing. Not a single, solitary thing. Sure, maybe I've missed some disturbing images that can only be removed via a total frontal labotomy...enough second hand smoke to give a herd of cattle lung cancer....being hit on by creepy guys in there fifties. Those things may appeal to some people, but not me. I know some people just like to go dance, to let loose and shake their respective "groove thangs", but that is not me. I know my limitations, what I can do, what I can not do, and what I should NEVER do...dancing happens to fall under the latter. I say all of this to say: If we're hanging out and everyone wants to go to the club...I'll stay and watch the car, and be more than happy to do so.
4 comments:
where did you go??
The rockin rodeo...ugh!
:)
I am SOOOO mad at you! You would never go to a bar or a club with meeeeeeee!
I HATE the Rockin Rodeo! Hate it! Hate it! Hate it!
Your first place should have been somewhere classy! Like Dumas Walkers in Haynesville!! BUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Seriously... I would have taken you somewhere better. I wouldn't have embarrassed you either. Alas, my heart is broken. You don't love me!!! :-(
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!
insert *real tears* 'here'
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