In a sad commentary on my parent's otherwise sad lives, they were watching "Dancing with the Stars" last night. When I realized that they didn't have a real star on there -- like, say, me! I just had to get up and dance right along with them!
They did such a good job keeping up with me, I gave them a big hand!
But when it came to the scoring, I was a bit confused -- Clearly, I deserved to get a 11. Even the stars on the TV were disappointed with my scores.
I'm not sure why -- I kept my lines clean (and my nappy too!), I was in time with the music, and was exceedingly cute all at the same time!
Now, if I could just get my hands on daddy's phone, I could vote for me!
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