My doctor called this morning. Now everything is beginning to make sense. She says the results are pretty conclusive and she is sorry but there is no cure. I suffer from an extreme case of ODD, Obsessive Dancing Disorder. What's a girl to do?
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This is CUTE!
I love your spirit, Stacy. Love your attitude.
I think you could be a Dancing QUEEN!! What did you name the compound??
i had a girlfriend once whom i diagnosed with what i cleverly named ODD, orgasm deficit disorder. i never stopped to wonder if it was systemic or just something that had to do with me, i may have been trying too hard to help her...
Jerri- I love yours too!
Tom- I am still waffling but the compound is funny, the song Dancing Queen was written for me.
Rick- Of course I couldn't really know this, but I am pretty sure it had nothing to do with the way you facilitated proposed treatment for said disorder, just sayin.
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