Thursday, July 16, 2009

Thriller

Unfortch, I did this way before MJ passed on (sing on, MJ!). This was at Heather's wedding shower and we took a trip to the bridal store. I could not resist the mirrors. Trish kept doing this part of the thriller dance all weekend, so I needed those mirrors to also do the dance.

You can dance, You can dance
Everybody look at your pants

So please, everyone, make a note: If you have a hall of mirrors, I will be dancing in it.

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