Once again we slept in because the boys were out playing hard until very early in the morning. We went over to Wendy's for a late breakfast and discussed the night before. I was halfway through a frenchfry when J asked E, "So what was the deal with you and the dance fight?". I almost choked on my fry...."What dance fight?" I asked, eyes wide open with curiousity. Apparently at some point during the night, E (who is not afraid to get out and dance, one of the things I love about him), was dancing with a girl at a club. She was there with more than one person and I guess someone didn't like her dancing with him and they came up and started dancing up in E's face. He did some moves and then
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