Disco night was funny, nobody could really dance. So we just made nonsense and shake our asses away. Phyliss didn't do a bimbo dance today, or rather, she did not even dance. So this proves she is no longer a bimbo, and for fuck's sake phyliss, when you have a dance partner, just fucking dance with him. I swear i'll never dance with you again, YOU SUCK. Someone should just invent a tablet which slows down brain function, to stop people from thinking too much. If we had any worries, just pop one tablet and your brain slows down so much until you stop thinking about it, thus you stop worrying about it. I would stock ten cartons of this in my room.