It's an email to share one (1) song!!!
HEY, REAL QUICK:
Larry and I were driving home in the small-town-streets realness of our neighborhood after going to the county fair and eating ice cream and feeding carrot slices to llamas and watching racehorses hilariously pull human beings on small carts, kicking up dust, the other night, and this Cake song came on the radio, which I’d never heard before, and as soon as I got in the door at home I yelled ALEXA PLAY NO PHONE BY CAKE, taking an educated guess on the song title, and then I danced suuuuper hard on the staircase landing for the next four minutes.
This is a song I recommend both for coolness and for message.
In terms of dancing, I’d say I relate most to Patty Adamson, Political Science major. I mean I THINK of myself as a Sarah Korpi, Soccer Player, but to the naked eye I’m probably more of a Michelle Jenkins, Pizza Server. Perhaps we can meet in the middle as the Unemployed woman whose titty pops out*.
I love you!!!,
Lindsey
*IT’S CENSORED u pervs