First I have to explain my brief experience with private party dancing. I won't go into detail except that a guy had a hidden camera or something and all of a sudden there was a myspace with nude pictures of me at his house from when I had danced there. This was in the winter.
Last night I'm dancing on one of the satellite stages, I turn and there he is. I keep my cool, keep dancing, go to do some floor work and say "Where have I seen you before?" He says he's trying to figure out the same thing and we play the "where do I know you from" game while I dance. At the end of the song I got close to him, took his tip and said "I'm suprised you don't remember the girl who you posted naked pictures of all over myspace". He just looked shocked and said "Oh that was you." As I got off stage I said "I should have clonked you over the head with my fucking shoe while I was dancing up there."
God if I wasn't at work I would have killed him. I've wanted to starngle this guy since he did that and there he was....face to face with me on the stage. I just had to share that little story. Fucking scumbag fuckface....grrrrr...





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