June 21, 2010
I'll be boppin' and twirlin' away looking like I'm having the time of my life. You're welcome to join me or if you want to just hang out and nurse your drink 'til you get more of a buzz, that's cool too. I'll dance with one of my other friends until you're ready to join me. It's all good.
As a dance partner, I can assure you that I will have rhythm (thanks to my sixth-grade jazz class). I have some "smooth moves." You can mimic them if you run out of ideas; I don't mind. I guarantee that I won't do that thing where I try to do jokey dances like the Cabbage Patch or the Roger Rabbit. Hell no.
And, I won't make you dance formally to fast songs. I HATE WHEN PEOPLE DO THAT. Finally, if it's a song that we both don't know, we don't have to dance. We can go to the bar and get another beer.
Not to toot my own horn here, but it will be a pleasure going to a dance party with me. I'm just lettin' you know.