Me: *walks home at evening with no one around*
My brain: *randomly plays Staying Alive by Michael Jackson in my head*
My other part of brain: Ah yes. It’s funky walk time.
In conclusion. If someone in one of the houses I was passing by looked outside of the window they’d see a tall silhouette of a man throwing that much swag in their walk that the spirit of Michael Jackson would come back from afterlife to join the funk stroll
Ha lets gooo
*jazzes in 4th dimension*
In conclusion. If someone in one of the houses I was passing by looked outside of the window they’d see a tall silhouette of a man throwing that much swag in their walk that the spirit of Michael Jackson would come back from afterlife to join the funk stroll
Heyday mayday shamed
Okay my dumb ass isn’t ever great at knowing who made what and apparently it was Bees Gees not MJ.
My brain was exhausted after intense mathematics and realised that after I napped.