June 11, 2006

Play that funky music...

I want to go dancing. Salsa, swing, punk, goth, two-step, or free form bouncing...I don't care, any would do. I want to go dancing!

8 comments:

Mark said...

I don't know how to dance, period. Maybe you could teach me?

Mandy said...

Sure, Mark!

I reserve the right to step on your toes and be a lousy dance instructor, though.

Big Gay Jim said...

well, get thine-self to Denver Pride. We shall frolic until the wee hours of the morning.

Mandy said...

Hmmm...when is Pride?

Running away to play with you all would be fun....and a heck of a lot cooler!


Would I be a third wheel though? And a female one to boot?

Big Gay Jim said...

I'll be in Denver from the 21st through the 27th. Ms. Jess and Skarda are coming down to go dancing Sat night.

His Sinfulness said...

How odd. I have felt many urges in my life - to laugh, to eat, to fuck, to fight, to kill, to put pennies on the train tracks, to wear skirts in the winter, etc. - but I have NEVER felt the urge to dance. I must be defective.

Mandy said...

Wow. You only feel the urge to wear skirts during the winter? When did this come about?

His Sinfulness said...

The kilts are much warmer than light shorts...