Life Among the Never-Winged
Once upon a time I was writing a book called, "Just Another Love Letter", about angels behaving badly. Now I just quietly ask myself each day, "What the hell am I doing?"
About Me

- Name: Nancy Dancehall
- Location: The Rocky Mountain Empire, United States
My friends always knew I was going to hell. My only hope is that God likes good jokes and bad redheads.

Give 'em seven kinds of hell, Pants!
TO Battle.... I kept waiting for some overblown Baz Luhrman scene of bombers and aboriginals to break in... And instead he just kept walking along the beach and dancing with the girl who wanted nothing to do with him....
And it's not really a "fight, fight, fight the chemistry" pep rally song....
But it could be playing on the jukebox at the bar....
Have a Long Island Iced Tea for me!
(Cuz I had a job interview but my date couldn't come play after work...)
I could have done without the 80's flashback, but good luck!
Ummmm. Ah. Wha?
You'll kick ass. But DO NOT wear those pants.
Simon LeBon! Oh man, you sent me back in time!
Do you need an aspirin this morning? How about some black coffee? A nice neck massage?
Is it the morning after yet? Hope that final turns out well for you. I just have a feeling you'll kick serious ass.
What I really want to say about that video I fear others will find offensive.
Let's just say my reaction is similar to my reaction to your Yahoo Avatar.
I'm sure you did well. Enjoy your hangover.
Aaaaaaand? Well? So? Details, woman! How did it go?
Still praying for your 3 mornings after! Hopefully you are not still under some bar stool~~~