25 Aug 05 Arrogance, I know that guy:..

So I went out to Fusion, and I did my thing that I do.  I drank.  I danced.  I had fun.  Then a weird thing happened.  A DJ promoter (and a cute one at that) came up and offered me a job with her and her crew.  She said she'd pay me to go to the gigs, dance, and get the crowd going. Cool!

Now I'm no stranger to dancing for money, I worked at Tabu for a month or so, before it got shitty. Still, that was rather lame compared to what this chick was offering.  Now I'm fairly modest, I go out and dance just to have a good time.  Apparently I do a good enough job to get a little scratch for it.  Save the N'Synch/gay jokes please, I've heard them all.

I've never thought of parlaying my dancing fun into a money-making bit, but hey, I'll take what I can get.

So ladies, if you need a good dancer at your next party, feel free to contact me.  I do weddings, birthdays, Bah Mitvah's, proms, graduations, and the rest of the events.  Call for a price list, it changes with the market.

See you on the flip side lovelies.

~Fryguy

P.S. Why am I still up? I've got to go to school tomorrow and I have a date with the lady. I'm so lost, yet so understanding. You figure it out.

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