Memories

To go back to those days, sitting on the floor with the blacklight on, drumming on the edge of the bed, closing your eyes while listening to music and describing the movie you see playing in your mind, all while listening to "M-m-m-m-m-m-m my arm gets tired. My arm gets tired. My arm gets tired." and "Throw a belt, over the shower curtain rod....and swing!"

Those were the days :o)