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Entries with Keyword dance

The first time I danced tango was with a 5’3” financial analyst from Hamburg. His bald head glistened in the strobe lights as he goose-stepped me down the dance floor, nearly hurtling us into a handsome, dread-locked couple in the …

I hate exercise. I think it’s because my mom forced me, a small, blonde girl, to do karate twice a week for seven years. Needless to say I was the laughing stock of the dojo and when I got mugged …

Forget about Gangnam Style and The Fox. Those two are so 2013.

We’re all loco for llama now!

Ugh. I can’t believe I just said that.

But yeah, it seems that no matter what you try to do to …