Comments on: More on dancing

By: bran

bran — Wed, 16 Oct 2002 20:08:49 +0000

obviously, this is a cultural difference. Austrians are so weird. round here, “manatee” is a common pet name. in fact, dear husband has been known to arouse my passions by gently whispering, “come fuck me, fat blubbering manatee”. ooh, just the thought gets me all hot.

By: VASpider

VASpider — Wed, 16 Oct 2002 13:12:28 +0000

In sixth grade, everything that is not completely amazing is SO LAME. So. Hey.

By: miguel

miguel — Wed, 16 Oct 2002 13:03:35 +0000

we haven’t discussed a safe word yet. i was thinking “manatee” because i doubt it would come up in conversation normally, you know? “now you’re mine, you little manatee” you know, i doubt it. but i think just the image of a manatee, on the other hand, would sort of quench the fires of passion so i’m still open for suggestions…

By: bran

bran — Wed, 16 Oct 2002 12:53:01 +0000

this post brings out the trauma in all of us. [flashing back...] it was 3rd grade. there was a great deal of frantic partner-changing involved. we danced to a 45″ on a red portable record player. we sweat. we breathed air within very close proximity to strange and icky boys. our parents watched.

i mean, they just sat there and watched. some of them even had smiles on their faces. the sick bastards.

so what’s your safe word, eh?

By: mrh

mrh — Wed, 16 Oct 2002 03:38:03 +0000

I started to faint once while watching others square dance in gym. I had been injured in self-defense class and was on my way through some square-dancers to get to the school nurse. My hearing cut out and my seeing went into slow-motion. Verrrrry trippy to see people dancing slowly, wildly, to nothing at all.

By: michele

michele — Wed, 16 Oct 2002 01:32:04 +0000

It also means that Austrians are just like…so LAME.

By: VASpider

VASpider — Tue, 15 Oct 2002 14:31:59 +0000

We actually had to do it in sixth grade, which was when boys were starting to get interesting again (and girls, too, but let’s just leave that there).

I still hated square dancing. It was so lame and the music bounced off the rafters so much that I couldn’t follow time.