This is your name because you used to take dance classes with Miss Sally-whos-its and prance around the stage at the end-of-year recitals. I didn't really care one way or the other, but you made fun of me for blogging and now I must retialiate. This is not the end of it, mister - I will find pictures. I might even call your mother.
Please tell my friend Miss Scares-me-a-little that she shouldn't drink alone - I would love to have seen her maybe "not" hit you or make you flinch Saturday while she was angry, for which I'm sure she had every reason. And don't pretend she doesn't scare-you-a-little, too.
Ryan who doesn't answer because I had to pee and my good jeans aren't flattering when they are wet.