batou wrote:

Well...you're not missing much... tell ya what... when my curse comes out, we can have it implanted in you and see just how giddy you are

Hopeless at dancing - no co-ordination. Till pissed, at which point, I am the dancing queen - particularly on tables.

Husband is a good dancer. At one of my work do's, I had a sprained ankle, so could only sit about. The next day, one work-mate after another came up to me saying, "I hope you don't mind. I danced with your hubby last night. He's got some good moves". Then my mate, Lisa came to me and said, "I hope you don't mind. I showed your hubby my tits last night when we were dancing".

Irre, my little brother once threw himself on his back the dance floor in the middle of a few of us. Apparently, he was expecting us to spin him round. We didn't know that, so we just kicked him a bit till he cleared off.

Is this classed as good dancing....

The Charlie brown or the Rick Astley are my best moves. Usually I like slow dancing best because you can touch a girl then.

Emoticons do not work for me so insert your own here.