Lately, my new friend Mike (who is lovingly referred to as Mikey, by most) and I have been practicing some of my old school swing dance moves. Typically, this takes place outside most of the places we hang out after work. On the concrete – mind you.
Our big trick is where I do a handstand on his shoulders. We are extremely lucky my brains have not been splattered on the pavement yet. The last time we attempted this particular trick my entire back cracked. It felt as though every vertebrate had been re-aligned. Absolutely glorious. So, as for now I can put off that back massage I’ve been saving up for – unless anyone wants to supply one for me?