@MontereyJack,
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you might even meet a sweet little OmSigDavidette--
dancing is very good for that.
That actually happened, kinda, in the summer of 1988.
I attended a resort in Upstate NY, for a weekend; my first visit.
I met another fellow named Steve, whose first time it also was.
A couple moved in next door to me; nice looking chick with an old man
with a mouth full of grotesquely twisted teeth.
That night, there was a dance.
For lack of anything better to do, I hung around n listened to the music.
The chick from next door approached me and asked me to dance.
I did not accept, not knowing how to do it, having no talent
and no interest in dancing, in addition to not wanting any trouble with
the guy she came with. She asked me several times.
Then she asked Steve, who accepted, and ended up rolling in the
(figurative) hay with her all night, as he told me the next day.
Yeah; my dead friend, Neil,
also recommended dancing for getting chicks.
David