Slow Dancing

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Sometimes you just have to dance like no one's watching..

Comments

Viki said…
you gotta' watch her--she's liable to break out in a dance any ol' time at all.
9:42 PM
Yeoman said…
LOL!
5:05 PM
Anonymous said…
Maybe Al will play the fiddle for you.
Jean
8:50 AM
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