The official "be my tiny dancer" application thread.



And what is a 'tiny dancer' ?
Because in your case i'm not sure if +1 is a good thing ...

P.S.
I shall not dance without music.
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How many heads are better than none? 2.

How many heads are better than 1? 100.

You can here me shout this when the stars come out.

Cause I'm motherfucking DEARG DOOM.
 
Also, we'll listen to Blind Guardian's cover of Dream A Little Dream Of Me, and touch each other ALL NIGHT, while sipping on some Jameson.
 
This reminds me of the time when me and Janet Jackson got a little tipsy and started making out.

Actually, I was well tipsy-fied.
 
When I was a wee lad, and unable to operate the turntable with my not-as-of-yet-strapping arms, I made my mom put on HERE AND THERE the LP which contained an outright ROCKIN' live version of ROCKET MAN. Upon conclusion of the song I would demand to have it played yet again. Rinse and repeat ad naseum.
 
Funeral For a Friend is such a good song, even faggy poser emo bands who rip off it's sacred name can't reduce it's sheer awesomeness.

"AND LUV LIES BLEEEEEEDIN' IN MAH HAYANDS!!!!"

derrrr de der ner...de ner ner de de de der nerrrrrrrrr.....
 
One time when I was 8 or 9, our elderly neighbor was having a garage sale, selling all his old vinyls CRIMINALLY CHEAP. I found an old Elton John album, saw a crazy looking guy with fruity-looking glasses, looked up at my mom and said, "What the hell is that?"

She smacked me in the back of the head and said, "That's only Elton John, Christopher. He's practically a legend in his own time, transcends all boundaries, a musical genius. Listen to Goodbye Yellowbrick Road and shut yer cakehole." Or something to that effect.

My mom also saw Kiss and Alice Cooper in '76. There was no shortage of rock n' roll in my house.
 
So my dog... its on the rag. I've got many a potential St. Bernard dripping onto my floor. I actually slipped on a spot earlier. Her menstruation is like that of the mighty river Amazon.

People suggest I get her fixed, but if I alter that, I may run into problems when I attempt to alter her genes so that she is a Vargr, and need to create more in a hurry. I just alter her and 1 male dog, they mate, have children... then I send them into space.

2000 years later, due to a mad Vargr professor's experiments, a race of Human-Vargr hybrids will emerge... across the galaxy. Just wait... and SEE.