Midas waited backstage. The next crescendo was his cue. He leapt forward, his body moving wildy on it's own. This was an interpretive dance. He was expressing the pain of a pimple inside the nostril (he jerked left) the joy of snow days (he pirouetted) and the fury of cleaning your room (he stomped on the floor). He wasn't called "golden toes" for nothing! Critics are heralding him as the new Shirely Temple. Entry for #Goldhair chal by #12Mich06 pose #13Vader Thank you! :D #maxskill #nocc