Girls Just Want To Have Fun
Yesterday as I was grabbing my lunch at the grocery store downstairs and the famous Cindy Lauper song came on. That is what I call a "hit." The song is not my style. I'm not the "audience" for the song. And yet, I can't help but like it, on a molecular level. To confirm my opinion, I look over at the mentally handicapped bagger who works at the store - who I see almost every time I enter - and he's bouncing around and dancing. That right there is the sign - the mentally handicapped guy hears the first few beats and lyrics and he can't help but dance. Tell me that isn't something special.
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