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Post by Collie on Mar 5, 2002 15:04:25 GMT
I hate dancing. Aside from the fact I can't dance to save my life, hanging around friends who are equally, if not worse than myself, means their dancing ineptitude rubs off on me. The two arm backwards and forwards shuffle across the chest, yes, that old chesnut, unfortunately was bestowed upon my dancing brain whilst I staggered uncomfortably amongst the others. Adding some alcohol to further disrupt my rhythm, I am a disaster on the dancefloor, hence I shall avoid it at all costs. It's severly lacking in entertainment values anyway.
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