I am a hippie from the 60's. My name is "The" 60's hippie! I have disco fever and can't stop dancing! When I do, I get depressed. That's why I'm sad right now. Cause I'm telling you my life story and not dancing.....(sniffle sniffle). I grew up as a child who was always on a restraining order from... my parents....(sniffle sniffle) because every time we danced, they always broke my arm or leg........(sniffle sniffle). I was adopted to people who hate dancing. Now, I dance.....(sniffle sniffle) for money on the street. I am alone with no one left in the world.......(sniffle sniffle). Wait.......someone wants to adopt me!!!!!! My life on the street is over!!!!!

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