This past weekend I went out with Elena to one of the sexiest jazz shows I have ever seen in my life. There, when everyone was up front dancing, I was sitting in the booth looking around at everyone. In the darkness, not too far away I see a man staring at me. I can see in the shadows, that he is staring and smiling. I wave and smile back, sort of awkwardly. He comes over and say "What's your name?" I say"Claudia, what's yours?" He responds...."Cuba." I said, "Does that mean you dance like the Cubans?"
And that is how Claudia spent the evening dancing with Cuba Gooding Junior.
L. A.
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Where's the Papparazzi when you need it?
SHOW ME THE MONEY!!!!
You would wind up dancing with Cuba Gooding, Jr.
girl, you are on you way - milk that connection for all it's worth.
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