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It's really weird how music can bring back memories from the farthest reaches of our minds. I distinctly remember my sister and I dancing like idiots to Cyndi's version of Iko, when I spilled a tube of blue craft paint on her stuffed lion. How hilarious! No wonder we don't get along! LOL! :-D 


[this is good] I'm really sorry about your paper, Zola!  Sorry about the calf too.  What a day!  BUT such awesome music you put on this blog!!!!!  Love it!


Lol! Those memories are the greatest. Cyndi's version of Iko sounds exactly like something small kids would dance to. It is love!


Thanks! I've been jammin to it all day, hahaha!

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