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        Monday, January 21, 2008

    I Used To Dance...

    Walking is a chore, now, but I used to cut a rug. The Baptists are correct: dancing is just fucking while standing up...

    If you do it properly.

    There are probably several types of dancers, but when you talk about white boys, there are: those who think they can dance, and afford no end of amusement to the crowd, and those who just plain can.

    Can you draw women out onto the floor to gyrate with you with just a gesture, and then a couple of their friends, and then cut the one you want from the herd and get a blowjob from her in her car? You're a dancer.

    Note, I am concentrating on men here...women can just stand there and shake their tits. The males will flock from miles around to seek her favor.
    But: a man, much like birds on the nature shows, has to perform, and the better the performance, well, blowjob. Kicking the teddy bears off her bed and dog-styling her while she shrieks and hitches and bucks...need I say more?

    When the wife and I married, we were both at the height of our hotness, I the Alpha wolf, and she my killer she-bitch, and one time we went into the Top-Flight Ballroom, a bar and meat market in Chico CA, and put a good buzz on, and set to dancin. I was totally into her, and we were grinding and mashing, and I swear, I was about to cum, and the DJ asked us if we'd mellow out so they didn't get their license pulled.

    We came out of our gyratical stupor and noted that we were alone in a circle of dance floor, surrounded by wide-eyed guys, and beautiful college girls licking beads of estrogen-sweat off their upper lips. We got applauded when we went to find a table and refill.

    I could probably teach you how to dance, but then I'd have to kill ya. And trust me, none of these faggots on the dance shows 'has it'. Oh, some can move pretty, but to draw women in, hypnotized and helpless, I think you have to be born with it, quite frankly.

    I was also very pretty, but I've seen plain guys, and flat out ugly guys, put the moves down, and draw women in to their gravitational pull.

    One of my greatest regrets is never learning to Tango, and not being able to do it now.