Once Upon A Time...
Long long ago, in a place far faraway, there was a little girl who needed a friend at a Christmas party. Enter, Neal. Neal is the best kinda friend who you only see at Christmas parties and weddings a girl could ever. This is about all of the wonders of Neal. And believe me, there are many.
When I was younger, the idea of Neal was just a myth. Being that my friends and I were all in band (see my morning smut contributors), Neal was of legend to us. He was an amazing saxophone player, who dabbled in flute. He also had another credit to his name, he was a master of vocal stylings. To meet Neal would be like meeting royalty. And believe me, it was.
At the annual Christmas party thrown by Brooke's husband, Brandon. I came across Neal. Not knowing what to say, I did what any girl would do when meeting Neal. I threw down one mean Kid 'n' Play dance and hoped he would join in, for I heard that not only was "Papa Got A Brand New Bag" his forte, but also said dance. From this, a tradition was born. Everytime Neal and I see each other. Every function, even the wedding, the Kid 'n' Play dance must be done at least once. Although sometimes, I must do extensive warming up, while he can go into it at anytime.
Another thing one must know about Neal, is that he can read minds. Okay, maybe just Brooke's. But at another Christmas party, while playing Taboo. It was insane. Brooke would say, "uhhh..." and he's like, "A PALM TREE!!!" and it would be right. Creepy? Coincidence? With Neal, I think not.
In honor of this wonderful human being, for way too many reasons than I can list here. I will compose a lovely poem for Neal. Here it goes:
Missing from my life for many days
Long for all of those Kid 'n' Plays
Fabulous doesn't begin to describe you
Unique laugh that identifies you
Christmas time can't come fast enough
Yes Neal, it's you I miss and luff.
It was more of an ode, as per to a Grecian Urn, but good enough for Neal. So, when stumbling upon this saint on earth, please do not hesitate to throw down one mean Kid 'n' Play, he'll love it, and know that somewhere out there, I'm thinking of him.
When I was younger, the idea of Neal was just a myth. Being that my friends and I were all in band (see my morning smut contributors), Neal was of legend to us. He was an amazing saxophone player, who dabbled in flute. He also had another credit to his name, he was a master of vocal stylings. To meet Neal would be like meeting royalty. And believe me, it was.
At the annual Christmas party thrown by Brooke's husband, Brandon. I came across Neal. Not knowing what to say, I did what any girl would do when meeting Neal. I threw down one mean Kid 'n' Play dance and hoped he would join in, for I heard that not only was "Papa Got A Brand New Bag" his forte, but also said dance. From this, a tradition was born. Everytime Neal and I see each other. Every function, even the wedding, the Kid 'n' Play dance must be done at least once. Although sometimes, I must do extensive warming up, while he can go into it at anytime.
Another thing one must know about Neal, is that he can read minds. Okay, maybe just Brooke's. But at another Christmas party, while playing Taboo. It was insane. Brooke would say, "uhhh..." and he's like, "A PALM TREE!!!" and it would be right. Creepy? Coincidence? With Neal, I think not.
In honor of this wonderful human being, for way too many reasons than I can list here. I will compose a lovely poem for Neal. Here it goes:
Missing from my life for many days
Long for all of those Kid 'n' Plays
Fabulous doesn't begin to describe you
Unique laugh that identifies you
Christmas time can't come fast enough
Yes Neal, it's you I miss and luff.
It was more of an ode, as per to a Grecian Urn, but good enough for Neal. So, when stumbling upon this saint on earth, please do not hesitate to throw down one mean Kid 'n' Play, he'll love it, and know that somewhere out there, I'm thinking of him.
posted by Allison at 10:16 AM
6 Comments:
Master of vocal stylings??? I hope by that you mean he can scream real loud.
I saw Neal this weekend and we fell in my bathtub and I got an ugly bruise :(
I don't think you FELL into the tub, Brooke.. any who I love Neal because he dresses up in Brooke's clothing!
it was actually Ashely's shorts and brooke's shorts. my what the sexiest pair of legs i've seen in a long time ^.~
Vocal stylings, means he can SING, Brooke. Where is your mind?!? Neal is ONE hell of a singer. Don't make me bust out the Best of Parental Guidance (1989 - 1999) to prove this.
What song did Neal sing??? I totally forgot but I can see him singing it in my head..... lol lol lol
We are, of course, referring to the same "Neal Sings James Brown" extravaganza??? Even he can't bear to hear it! It's not pretty folks.
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