ChaoticMusings

Hahaha....yep, we are ancient, but then we were only teenagers when men actually asked us to dance.
Come the disco age it was far less formal, in fact any shortarse could muscle in when you were struttin your stuff on the dance floor. 

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You know this is my whole argument when these woke nutters bang about not wanting to be called a 'woman'. For women the battle for equality has been raging since men realised they had a dick. We've fought long and hard to be called a woman and treated as an equal while being female.

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Yeah exactly- it does my head in.

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 That was one of the funniest things he's ever said. I'm not sure he even realizes it.  

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 I know...he wasn't even being flippant. 

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This was a classic! 

 

-- Edited by John Doe on Wednesday 12th of May 2021 07:35:31 PM

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 That was me on the dance floor years ago.  I always managed to pull the short weird ugly ones.

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 Pity we didn't know each other back then, you could have had mine too.

 

For some reason I used to get a lot of the small in stature men come over to me asking for a dance....I knew when I stood up I would tower over them...so I used the 'bad leg' excuse a lot.

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Bad leg? 

How very convincing!

You might as well just have said -

"Bugger off you ugly little short arse!" 

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 Well put it this way, if 6ft Gina Davies (in the pic) was approached by diminutive Al Pacino (for eg)  for a dance....I bet she would suddenly develop a bad leg too. 

 

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My mum always told me "If a man plucks up the courage to ask you to dance, always give him that first dance.  After that you can tell him to bugger off."   I always remembered that and tried hard to not be rude or make them feel rejected.   At my cost!   

Oddly enough all my steady partners were handsome.   I seemed to get the lookers in the that department but not on the dancefloor.

Just goes to show how old we are, that blokes asked you to dance.   I don't think that exists any more.  Shame.

 

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 It still happens here, in the land of the Neanderthals. But more so in country bars, because most dancing to that music still requires a partner.  But it's equally as common for a woman to ask a man now.  If a girl asks me, I will always say yes the first time. Unless it's someone I know, that I have danced with before. 

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Hahaha....yep, we are ancient, but then we were only teenagers when men actually asked us to dance.
Come the disco age it was far less formal, in fact any shortarse could muscle in when you were struttin your stuff on the dance floor. 

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Do you remember dancing round your handbags?     Or you'd be dancing with a mate and some guy would come up and just tap you on the arm and expect you to dance with them.   I remember this short guy, and I'm only 5.4"  so he must have been about 4.11", kind swung me away from my mate and then proceeded to do this sashaying dance with his arse stuck out and a pained expression on his face.  We wove around the dance floor  with me crouched over him looking like a broody hen with one chick.  To add insult to injury he was singing along to the music off key with bad breath!   My mate was peeing herself laughing.

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Syl wrote:

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Hahaha....yep, we are ancient, but then we were only teenagers when men actually asked us to dance.
Come the disco age it was far less formal, in fact any shortarse could muscle in when you were struttin your stuff on the dance floor. 

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Do you remember dancing round your handbags?     Or you'd be dancing with a mate and some guy would come up and just tap you on the arm and expect you to dance with them.   I remember this short guy, and I'm only 5.4"  so he must have been about 4.11", kind swung me away from my mate and then proceeded to do this sashaying dance with his arse stuck out and a pained expression on his face.  We wove around the dance floor  with me crouched over him looking like a broody hen with one chick.  To add insult to injury he was singing along to the music off key with bad breath!   My mate was peeing herself laughing.

-- Edited by Digger on Thursday 13th of May 2021 08:46:59 PM

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That's the best laugh I have had all day.x

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I could cringe now at the heartlessness of youth.

Once at the school disco, I was sat at the side of the dancefloor with a couple of other girls.
I was 14, not interested in dancing with any lads, I just wasted to talk to my friends.
A boy walked over, and he was seriously cross eyed. He asked my friend to dance, but she thought he was looking at me, 'he means you' she said...'No, he is looking at you', I said....neither of us stood up, he eventually walked away.

I still genuiinly feel bad for how heartless we were.

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 Yeah, I wish I had a few redos myself. 

But I guess we have all been on the receiving end too. Such is life. 

What matters is that you can now look back and realize that you are not that person anymore. Teenagers are some of the most screwed beings on earth. Thank god it's a temporary and curable condition. 

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I could cringe now at the heartlessness of youth.

Once at the school disco, I was sat at the side of the dancefloor with a couple of other girls.
I was 14, not interested in dancing with any lads, I just wasted to talk to my friends.
A boy walked over, and he was seriously cross eyed. He asked my friend to dance, but she thought he was looking at me, 'he means you' she said...'No, he is looking at you', I said....neither of us stood up, he eventually walked away.

I still genuiinly feel bad for how heartless we were.

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 Fucking hell, I know you're cracking on but... Ben Turpin?  

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Syl wrote:

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I could cringe now at the heartlessness of youth.

Once at the school disco, I was sat at the side of the dancefloor with a couple of other girls.
I was 14, not interested in dancing with any lads, I just wasted to talk to my friends.
A boy walked over, and he was seriously cross eyed. He asked my friend to dance, but she thought he was looking at me, 'he means you' she said...'No, he is looking at you', I said....neither of us stood up, he eventually walked away.

I still genuiinly feel bad for how heartless we were.

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 Fucking hell, I know you're cracking on but... Ben Turpin?  

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John Doe wrote:

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Digger wrote:

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Syl wrote:

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I could cringe now at the heartlessness of youth.

Once at the school disco, I was sat at the side of the dancefloor with a couple of other girls.
I was 14, not interested in dancing with any lads, I just wasted to talk to my friends.
A boy walked over, and he was seriously cross eyed. He asked my friend to dance, but she thought he was looking at me, 'he means you' she said...'No, he is looking at you', I said....neither of us stood up, he eventually walked away.

I still genuiinly feel bad for how heartless we were.

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 Fucking hell, I know you're cracking on but... Ben Turpin?  

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 Titter ye not!   At least she could  still pull 'em

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Is he paying you to set up his 'jokes'?

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I don't even have to tell you what I was going to say in reply to Digger's post -  you already know!