LAPSAP

Okay, lets be real, i ain't getting any younger than what i am already. Even if i burn my birth certificate and pretend that i'm still twenty two on every birthday, the lines after lines of crow feet and wrinkles is enough of a giveaway by itself. My nephew could easily write a whole five hundred words essay on my face and there would still be enough room to doodle in a few hearts. So i figure, before i turn into a prune and freak the living shit out of anyone, i might as well indulge in some serious ass jiggling, hips banging partying while i can. Which explains the two separate gigs i managed to score for the weekend. And lucky me, one of it is a lapsap party, and you know what they say about lapsap being the new wave!! Ohh, its so gonna be a messy weekend! Aww...