Nailed it!

Saw Kids in the Hall last night. They, KILLED IT! I have the biggest bone for Bruce, always have, always will. I think it's his dance moves. He's a tiny dancer. And I love him. I love the way he wears a high-waisted, pegged legged pant in a 90's kind of way with a sensible black belt. He accents his ensemble with a red unbuttoned overshirt wafting in the gust of his dance. Oh, Bruce. I adore you.

Plus, it's his birthday today. Can you dig it?

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