Nope! Never! Not on your life! Hasta La Vista Baby!

I can think of several things I'd rather do than face the sheer terror of being on a dance floor. Some of them:

1. Bunjee Jump!

2. Watch movies with Barbra Streisand, Joan Crawford, Bruce Willis, or EVEN Demi Moore.

3. Listen to Celine Dion.

4. Multiple root canals.

5. Discuss Irish politics on Mudcat.

6. Vote for George Bush jr. (well, if I gave a Canadian equivalent, you wouldn't know who I was talking about)

When Duckboots and I got married (in Rutherglen, Scotland) I was enjoying myself immensely until her sister (McKnees) whispered in my ear "Isn't it time for the "first waltz"? I practically fainted! Thank God, I'd forgotten about that archaic custom or I might not have said "I do", an hour earlier (or at least hired a "designated waltzer". I smiled bravely, took the bride's hand and remembered the scene of the dancing Hippopotimuses in "Fantasia". When my ordeal was over, I raced for my guitar, and joined in with the wedding reception band....I took my first breath in 3 minutes....

Rick