A Kiss on the Cheek

A thousand bees could sting me dead

A giant robot could stomp my head

Let it happen; it’s fine with me

Jordan Knight kissed my cheek

Is it weird to say ‘thank you’ when that happens? I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I think my brain was too busy processing the touch of my man’s lips (and the brush of his stubble) to filter whatever was coming out of my mouth. Oh well, I’m a dork, and I doubt that’s about to change anytime soon.

Last night’s concert in Fort Lauderdale was too much fun. Loved it.



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