I stole an entire magazine from the doctor's office, but with the doctor's verbal permission. The embarrasing bit: it was American Cheerleader magazine. (Please stop looking at me that way.)
Oh, Poppy, Poppy, Poppy... Please tell me that this was because you had lust in your heart for the cute boy on the cover and not because you are revealing a secret cheerleading past!?
I understand completely Poppy, why I myself, have a fille (Imelda) that just recently participated on the dance team at the half-time show of a basketball game... I was stunned at how much I enjoyed it!
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Oh, Poppy, Poppy, Poppy... Please tell me that this was because you had lust in your heart for the cute boy on the cover and not because you are revealing a secret cheerleading past!?
I was hoping the same thing as lushly me... either that, or it had some totally awesome low-fat recipe in it somewhere. ;-)
Moi? A cheerleader? Nooooo. At my school only the gutter chicks cheered, so I would not be caught dead on that team.
But, my secret pleasure is watching cheerleading on TV or in person. I can't get enough of it. Dunno what's wrong with me...
I understand completely Poppy, why I myself, have a fille (Imelda) that just recently participated on the dance team at the half-time show of a basketball game... I was stunned at how much I enjoyed it!
HA!! I'd have just stuck in my purse and called it a day.
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