Sep 16 2008
Phill’s Funky Dance
“I need inspiration,” I thought to myself as I sat down to write in my blog. I was spinning through my ipod searching for some passion that would inspire me to write something so wonderful, so breathtaking, that I wouldn’t feel bad that you wasted your time reading it. I thought I saw a winner-Paris Hilton. With the words of the sex goddess echoing in my mind, I didn’t think there was any way I could fail. So I sat, and sat, and sat… And unfortunately for the both of us, the words were flowing just about as well as my roommates dance moves…
That’s Phillip by the way, and that looked even worse in person.
They say that we learn something new every day that we live, and I have truly taken that to heart. Today, I learned something that will stick in my mind for the rest of my life…
White men really can’t dance.
