Just dancing the Flat Foot Floogee.
Looking at the photos, I came to a conclusion. That boy ain’t got no rhythm.
Too damn much rap has killed any might have had.
Just dancing the Flat Foot Floogee.
What he does I pretty much don’t care. Didn’t miss him
at all. He can stay over there. Twinkie will mold her
bullets, feed my big guard dog & may even put out some
food for the snakes that live up in that sinkhole out
front. (There may already be a Jihadist belly crawler up
there who didn’t make it past the sinkhole. I WARNED
them!) - I took a lesson from “The Gates of Vienna”.