A precious Princess who, once offended, bitches on and on about it. A crybaby that never stops weeping over what she sees as a grievious offence: having her faith questioned.
Oh no. You shifted gears and changed up your approach. I don’t know how to respond.
Oh, Princess, look, I found your theme song. Your boyfriend wants to dance;
Dance with the Dolly Mama, Mama let me dress up tonight, Dress up tonight, dress up tonight, I've got a secret, gonna 'fess up tonight Gonna dance by the light of the moon. Gonna dance with a dolly with a hole in her stockin' While our knees keep aknockin' and our toes keep arockin' Dance with a dolly with a hole in her stockin' Dance by the light of the moon.
Gonna dace with a dolly with a hole in her stockin' While our knees keep a knockin' and our toes keep a rockin' Dance with a dolly with a hole in her stockin' Dance by the light of the moon. Gonna dance by the light of the moon, Dance by the light of the moon, By the light of the moon.
Originally Posted by RayF
Wait a minute. No you didn’t I was reading something else. You’re still desperately spewing the same old repeated drivel. 😂
You have been repeating line this for months, Dolly.
