たらいま～

In the car on the way home.

Radio: *starts playing some foinky waltz music*
My brain: This is twinkly waltz music.
Dad: "Oh, doesn't the colonel look good in his unifawm!"
Me: PPPPPPBBFF.
Mom: "May Ah have this dance, Miss Beauregard?"
Me: *dying*
Brain: *dancing to plinky waltz music with Roy*

I swear. Without prompting or anything, just the waltz music. *adds it to list of kinky fantasies*

I have a ton of flist stuff to catch up with (WHORE), but RO first. MP says they need me! (They need ME! XD)