Alright, I throw like a girl but I can dance like nobody's business. (Former ballet instructor, so probably not anything anyone here is interested in though.)
And I'm as southern hillbilly as they come. Banjos don't scare me, and neither do holes. I can clog, too. And we roast pigs in our holes. Or mean brothers-in-law...
I'm in if we are not at Duke (and that can be scheduled around if we don't have an emergency.) Tell me a date.
Wait, I am invited, right??