|The Piedmont Boys|
|The guy, good dancer. The girl, well... his look answers that. Maybe it's a cheerleader "thing"/dance. Dammit, she gave it her all though! "Push 'em back, push 'em back, waaaay back!!"|
P.S. Btw, so last night I go out to my car to get something and on my way back in, 3 guys (Police, I assume) are coming around the building (in a hurry) in flack jackets holding their automatic weapons across the chest. The lead guy awkwardly smiled at me like "hi, don't mind us, we're just going to kill somebody". I went into my room (with the chain strangely broken off), loaded my gun and went back to watching "Rudolf the Rednosed Raindeer" (I LOVE Burl Ives!, wasn't he the snowman?), I mean what else is there to do. Oh, it was only 6:30PM. Thanks for the gun lessons, Bart.
|We used to call this "The Dirty Dog" in redneck bars where I played. Dogs actually do it with slightly more class. |