Just watched a set with an artist named Iggy Azalea. I've only heard the name before...but never seen her. Two female artists were singing...I'm not sure which one she was. However, they were both gorgeous and talented.
Watching one of them dancing around in the skin-tight pants reminded me of images, long ago when I was a kid. My Mom used to sit on the edge of her bed and pedal furiously on what looked like a pogo-stick with ropes and pulleys.
She was always trying to work off what she called "saddlebags". Thank God Mom is still alive.
I intend to visit her tomorrow...and tell her that the "saddlebags" were actually her ass. I also intend to thank her for my inheritance.
Watching one of them dancing around in the skin-tight pants reminded me of images, long ago when I was a kid. My Mom used to sit on the edge of her bed and pedal furiously on what looked like a pogo-stick with ropes and pulleys.
She was always trying to work off what she called "saddlebags". Thank God Mom is still alive.
I intend to visit her tomorrow...and tell her that the "saddlebags" were actually her ass. I also intend to thank her for my inheritance.