I looked at her. "Yeah," I said. "I think it's the best thing I've seen all day."
I passed a car that was blaring hip-hop this morning on my way to work and I had to make a conscious effort not to start walking in time to the beat. If I had been able to identify the song, I would have had to stop myself from pausing in the crosswalk to boogie. I can't help it. I always want to dance.
Well? Do you?
Even if I don't like the song, my feet start tapping when I hear a beat.
Sometimes. I can take it or leave it.
Only if I'm really drunk.