Do you talk all funny and dance around when you're home alone?
|by Anonymous||reply 29||04/22/2013|
My cat and I dance the Charleston every evening.
|by Anonymous||reply 1||04/21/2013|
Calm down, Macaulay; Michael Jackson can't get to you anymore.
|by Anonymous||reply 2||04/21/2013|
Yes and yes.
|by Anonymous||reply 3||04/21/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 4||04/21/2013|
[quote]Calm down, Macaulay; Michael Jackson can't get to you anymore.
|by Anonymous||reply 5||04/21/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 6||04/21/2013|
I talk to my cat in a high pitched voice. I prance around the house naked when I'm home alone too.
|by Anonymous||reply 7||04/21/2013|
Now prance! PRANCE I SAID.
|by Anonymous||reply 8||04/21/2013|
You people actually do have a little joy in you! Well done, all!
|by Anonymous||reply 9||04/21/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 10||04/21/2013|
Sometimes I sing and dance around the house in my underwear. Doesn't make me Madonna. Never will!!!
|by Anonymous||reply 11||04/21/2013|
I imitate voices of people on NPR. I can do Eleanor Beardsley, Zoe Chace, Corey Flintoff, Maureen Corrigan, Ofeibea Quist-Arcton, and Frank Tavares.
I brought it up when out with some friends recently and soon we were all doing NPR voices. You can't imagine the awful, but funny, sounds when six people are doing the voice of Zoe Chace. That's followed by the nasally Frank Tavares' "This NPR program is brought to you by..."
|by Anonymous||reply 12||04/21/2013|
[quote]My cat and I dance the Charleston every evening.
Chow, chow, chow!
|by Anonymous||reply 13||04/22/2013|
I dance for my dogs, talk in weird voices and then I masterbate.
|by Anonymous||reply 14||04/22/2013|
I used to dance around the living room
|by Anonymous||reply 15||04/22/2013|
I "talk all funny" all the time. Well, not all the time. But a lot of the time.
I would dance around the living room, too, but I don't have a cat or a dog.
|by Anonymous||reply 16||04/22/2013|
Do you also sing into a hair brush mic, OP?
|by Anonymous||reply 17||04/22/2013|
Yes, I do this!
For a while now, I have had a fragment of a lyric stuck in my head. It must be from years ago, but I cannot recall the song.
Here's the line I sing,
"Got a condo made of stone-a!"
Anyone know? I want to sing the whole song to my fish.
|by Anonymous||reply 18||04/22/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 19||04/22/2013|
Seek professional help you twat. No-one wants to hear about you.
|by Anonymous||reply 20||04/22/2013|
R20 is incapable of joy.
|by Anonymous||reply 21||04/22/2013|
Why would anyone want to be a bro or a goy when they could be a totally together gay guy like Kristian in R19?
Love you, Kristian. Don't ever change.
|by Anonymous||reply 22||04/22/2013|
R18, it's at the end of "King Tut" by Steve Martin.
|by Anonymous||reply 23||04/22/2013|
R18, that's from Steve Martin's King Tut...
|by Anonymous||reply 24||04/22/2013|
Yeah, but it doesn't make me Madonna.
|by Anonymous||reply 25||04/22/2013|
Thanks r23 r24,
I had just entered high school when this song was released.
Long time ago!
|by Anonymous||reply 26||04/22/2013|
I demolish popular songs by singing them in an off-key, tremulous falsetto, ala Mrs. Miller. It's creepy; I hope no one ever hears me.
|by Anonymous||reply 27||04/22/2013|
Oh, I do lots of stuff that, were I caught, would embarrass me greatly. Sometimes I make facial motions to songs. Sometimes I hit these Ethel Merman/Helen Lawson 3/4 poses like I'm some sort of Bway star...I'l do the "Roger Rabbit", or some other stupid dance...I'll sing along in some hyper operatic voice...
I'd own it if I got caught but sure wouldn't want to.
|by Anonymous||reply 28||04/22/2013|
I'm just like you, R14, except that I don't dance for my dogs or talk in weird voices.
|by Anonymous||reply 29||04/22/2013|