Thursday, April 16, 2009

3 hours of Breakdancing, on a cardboard refrigerator box

Putting on my bandanna, and those leather fingerless gloves. Jheri curl in my hair. First I do that weird hopping/spinning move around the perimeter of the cardboard. Then, for the next three hours, spinning on my back, like a dying cockroach. And that wavy snake thing, on my belly. No way would I take a three hour nap. Totally breakdancing.

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