Allow me to explain through interpretive dance flickr photo by BikepackingPhilippines shared under a Creative Commons (BY) license
When @Niall_Barr and I were young and lithe, we used to occasionally trip the light fantastic when the DJ at the discotheque played certain songs. One of these one close friends knew not to get too close when they heard the opening chords …
Fuelled by alcohol and adrenalin, onto the dance floor we would skip, and there we would jump and jump – imagine, if you will, an unco-ordinated version of The Pogo
We’re older now, but it’s still “our” dance. So if you were a dance, what type would you be? Don’t tell us – show us!
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