You are born into your family, but you choose your Tribe.
Some of us creepy white guys get that same reaction in the elevators too. I need to try this sometime.
I'm a tiny girl. So being in an elevator with any man is kinda weird. Although I usually try to be friendly. It's hard to get my shirt back on though before the doors open back up.
Shades, LOL!!!!!! Girl you CRAZY!!!
Ned, I could see you getting that reaction. My prescription for you is to bust out in the heartwarming smile of yours. Then if you have any butter handy, put it in your hand and watch her lap it up. :-D
I was thinking of just bursting into song, but I want to hear more from Shades. . .
I was wondering if the shirt should go back on before the butter....does it stain fine fabrics?
Now you may burst into song kind Sir.
Love in an elevator!!
Anger he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armor.Queen jealousy, envy, waits behind him;Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.Blue are the life-giving waters - taken for granted,They quietly understand.Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,But wonder why the fight is on . . .But they're all bold as love, yes, they're all bold as love.Yeah, they're all bold as love.Just ask the axis.My red is so confident that he flashes trophies of war andRibbons of euphoria.Orange is young, full of daring,But very unsteady for the first go round.My yellow in this case is not so mellow;In fact I'm trying to say it's frightened like me. . .And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from, eh,Giving my life to a rainbow like you!But, I'm eh , yeah, I'm bold as love.Yeah, yeahWell I'm bold, bold as love (hear me talking, girl)I'm bold as love;Just ask the axis (he knows everything)Yeah!! yeah!! yeah!!!
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