tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367272296081382631.post3956319035030051310..comments2013-04-10T13:32:49.021-07:00Comments on I Can't Believe it, But...: The Self Conscious ExtrovertAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06191588224164623332noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367272296081382631.post-86103470964389647062013-01-30T15:10:10.179-08:002013-01-30T15:10:10.179-08:00Jam is pumped. Let the laughter begin!!Jam is pumped. Let the laughter begin!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06191588224164623332noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367272296081382631.post-62920038186513908742013-01-30T06:50:30.409-08:002013-01-30T06:50:30.409-08:00WHAT?!?!?!?! I distinctly remember some perfectly ...WHAT?!?!?!?! I distinctly remember some perfectly adequate dance moves coming from your corner... And who's to say that "Jump, Jump" won't make a comeback, huh? DJs still play Pour Some Sugar on Me religiously, at least at office Christmas parties 8|<br /><br />Seriously. I'm aghast. But hey, remember another great song's lyrics - "Dance Like No One's Watching You." Pump up the jam, my friend, pump it.Di Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09111404493202037409noreply@blogger.com