Fuck Responsibility, I Want to Dance Like a White Girl

Its Friday. The day is g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s. Its 11 AM and beautiful outside.

Today is NOT a good day to be a grown up, thats for damn sure.

I want to be a kid again.

Care to Join Me??

I want to play Red Rover all day and Kick the Can all night.

I want to drink grape soda pop and then laugh until it comes out of my nose.

I want to eat a tuna sandwich with potato chips on it or put Doritos on a hamburger.

I want to walk barefoot in the gutters after a pouring rain, looking for earthworms.

I want to build a tree house...for girls only of course....

and then throw water balloons at all the boys.

I want a candy necklace...and a sticky neck. (You know what I mean.)

I want a gigantic pixie stick....a pure sugar shooter...and I want to savor it for hours.

I want to be the passenger, sitting backwards, on a banana seat bike,

flying down hills at the speed of light!

I want to make my own skateboard - from an old roller skate

(the kind you used to use a key with)....

and then roll down hills over and over, trying not to crash.

I want to play hop scotch, jumprope, and klackers (remember those?)

I want to do a few running swan dives off the high diving board.

I want to make homemade popcorn balls and homemade chex mix.

I want to have a slumber party and play truth or dare

and then call the radio station

and dedicate a song to someone I secretly like.

I want to play some Three Dog Night,

some Mamas and the Papas,

some Dr. Hook,

and some Neil Sedaka.....

I want to dance like a white girl

in my underwear

while singing into my hairbrush

and dreaming about

what I'll be like when I'm a grown up.

Fuck Responsibility people...

lets all play Hookie today and be kids again.

Sigh.