the Chloe and I are partying by ourselves until he arrives.
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we are both stuffed with bread...you know the kind you dip in the olive oil with the spices...yum.
Chloe begged me to pull out DJ Kool...Let Me Clear My Throat
certainly not the kind of music I allow her to listen to, well ever.... but it does have a great beat
and she wanted to get down.... it only took her hearing it once a while back on the 80's channel in the car to know she like it.
So I obliged.
Just this once.
Just this once.
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This will be her first year, she has heard mention of the ball drop on TV....hope she is not disappointed, I think she is expecting some sort of explosion or something the way she keeps talking about "THE BALL DROP...PKKKEewwwwwWWW"(that was an explosion sound effect.)
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