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Aquarius by 5th dimension brings me back... My mom & I used to dance around her living room to all her old records. I had hair down to my bootie back then.--and I'd part it down the middle like in her old pictures, and tie a scarf around my head, and put on all her vintage, long necklaces (some that would come down to my knees almost b/c I was so little). We would dance and laugh for hours. I was a real flower child when I was little. The only 6th-grader wearing clogs & flares. Obviously, before they came back in style... I used to sign notes we passed in class with a little peace symbol, a heart & a happy face. SO funny! I still have the long hair & platform shoes, though. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

All great answers so far... More early 70s, but Aerosmith is my all-time favorite band. I love everything from their first album to most recent, but the older stuff is definitely the best.

It's great to be a Florida Gator! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Haven't read the responses but... Christmas in Florida is usually still 80 degrees. She looks appropriately dressed for anything North in 60-degree or less weather to me, thick-blooded fool. Let's all go to the Keys this summer and see who laughs last. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

"don't know much about it"...Don't buy it on Ebay. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Lord, hunny, you don't even realize he was hitting on you just then. Seriously. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Or is it "Fucked if you do; Fucked if you don't". We should test this theory. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Men are pussies.

Sweet! My own brawla. Holla! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I'm guilty of that... Just put on my sexy new jeans and heels--Check me out, babe! Just finished a run and am beat red and sweating from every pore on my body--What the hell are you looking at? Stop looking at me RIGHT NOW! It's true. Poor Billy. I should do him later... Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Yes, and be sure NOT to if you don't. I'm a natural smile-er. I smile at everyone (boy or girl) all the time for no reason. If I purposefully or accidentally make eye contact--which is most of the time--I smile. This is not always a good thing. Apparently a smile = "fuck me" in some languages. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Go Gators! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I was being ambiguous, silly. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Not surprised. They're on the list, too. That's why I'm sure to get the mail when I've just returned from the beach and my mailman's still on my box. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Certainly... 1. Take a pill or two 2. Just say no. 3. Not to be confused with #2. Whatever floats your boat (or Turtle, in your case, "dingy"). 4. Yes it is. 5. See label on #1.

Shpanks. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I'm scared of clowns. Seriously. Did you know clowns, among other occupations like toll booth clerks, have the highest suicide rate than any other job? Fun fact for the day! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Lindercles has big feet? I don't get it. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I've always liked you. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

It was saur kraut when I was a little girl (and the german women in my family eat it alot!) but now I love it. I still don't like cake much, either. I don't like really rich, sugary, chocolately, whatever things... But...can't think of anything I've tried recently that was spit-out & rinse-worthy. I'll try almost anything; and I like most things. I don't regularly eat most things, but I like them. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I have that CD in my car right now. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

It's true. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Never needed the stuff. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Totally! I was part of the 4H and Debate Club as far back as middle school---so speech was never a problem for me. But, I didn't end up taking it in college until my junior year--right when I started skydiving. I did EVERY speech about skydiving, of course. My "How To" speech was the best! I brought in my rig and showed "how to" pack a parachute. Granted, I had just learned myself, and haven't done it (maybe twice?) for myself since, but...damn it I got an "A" in "how to pack a parachute" biatches! Regarding swooping--I happen to think it's amazing. I'm not a professional skydiver so obviously do not jump enough to warrant attempting a swoop (except way up in the air where I pretend.). But I'd LOVE to be tandem on one--(You know who you are and you PROMISED we'd do it!) And if ya'll haven't checked out some of the videos on canopypiloting.com recently, you should! Amazing! But, there are too many other new & old experiences I love that I'd just never dedicate enough time to be able to do what those boys and girls do. But, one still can admire. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I don't get it. Lisa, if you don't want to discuss skydiving, come up with another topic that is close to you. Speech isn't about challenging you to talk about some random topic you know little about (That's more of a debate-class thing--research a topic and be able to argue either side). It's about how well you present a topic--any topic. It's perfectly fine if that topic is one that means something to you. In fact, I think it should. Those are the BEST speeches! (You can always tell the 'shmo that only read up on and learned about his/her topic the night before.) Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.