Dangerous Women...

Saturday night while dancing with a tall, dark, handsome man, he leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Honey, you're a dangerous woman", I laughed and said, "You have no idea how dangerous I could be, under the wrong circumstances". We both laughed and left it at that.
I've been thinking about that ever since. What's wrong with me? Why am I suddenly behaving like a silly teenager? What's happening to me? Somebody tell me please, because damned if I can figure out what's going on. Who is this woman who's moved into my body?
If I keep this up, my family is going to have me committed.
Seriously.
They are starting to get a little impatient with my craziness. I feel like everybody's watching me. Taking notes, keeping names. Writing it down in my permanent record. I'm so going to get suspended from school my life.

You know what's really scary? I don't really give a damn.