I saw smoke in the mirror and the electric stage in the back watching the people sway to the beat on the dance floor. Some might come to a clash what with all the elbowing going on in that tight group. My sexy waiter removed the cork, very sensual-like against the jazz sounds coming from the band. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. This jive turkey flashed a big grin, thinking he could pluck me away. I decided to empower or at least encourage him by flashing back my big fake grin.
Then I gave him the finger.
Love it! Hey, Jive Turkey, You’re #1. Flip! Hilarious.
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🙂 Glad you liked it, Jordan!
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🙂 Most Definitely, Susi.
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Ha ha
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🤣
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🖕does this work? 😁
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LOL Yup! 🙂
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Haha, this was amazing! I haven’t seen this voice of yours in your writing before, but I really like it!
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Awesome! Glad you liked it. This precisely why I like prompts/challenges. 😁
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