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My friend, Jan Reynolds, who just so happens to also be my sista from another mista, just posted this on Facebook. I love it!! This song totally makes me think of busting through a paper sign like how you see a stripper bust out of a gigantic paper-mâché birthday cake in a dirty movie you ought not to be watching under the age of, say, 18. And, if I let my mind wander, I can see myself clearly just ripping around on a stage somewhere, projecting warm rays of sunshine from my chest out into the audience, hearts coming out of my eyes, just like THIS: 😍...Makes me want to put on a sun visor, saddle my hips up with a fanny pack, and go speedwalk in that ghost town that used to be the Bartlesville mall...Makes me think of lemons, all tart and yellow, just as God himself intended them to be...Makes me get the urge to blow some bubbles and laugh like a wild hyena while a goofy but forever loyal yellow Labrador retriever I haven't met yet nips at them, midair, just like a fromp in the bathtub, ya'll! <3 <3
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