What a swell time. The EZ Mak performance could've gone better, my prime rib dinner got jacked after only 3 bites. But my cousin seemed to be having the time of her life, and I found out my godson has some dancer in him. I should buy him a neon trucker hat and wristbands to prepare him for a hip hop dancing future.
Tonight: Justin and Tiff star in another classic fob hometown association party. Cheers to the new Mr. and Ms. Salinas!
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