Not My Birthday

I spent this Saturday celebrating someone’s 21st birthday at a heaven / hell themed party. I was a demon (predictable?) and danced for three hours (not predictable). At the end of the night, the same guy from last week’s party tried to pick a fight with me and (before that) I received a compliment from a girl on my dance moves. —Jimmy, the Tiny Dancer.

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