My God...
Imagine this...
A woman, late 70's, maybe early 80's, about 5ft 8, long, straight dyed red hair with a hat that resembles a dead racoon, pissed up on Jack Daniels, trying to dance the night away.
*Picture arms and ass flailing everywhere, humping chairs and whatnot*
In a pub with no music. Or a dancefloor.
She didn't even make her own music.
Well, i suspect she was trying to dance the night away, she may have been having some kind of fit instead i and just stood there with my jaw hitting the floor. Should of helped i supposed, just in case.
A woman, late 70's, maybe early 80's, about 5ft 8, long, straight dyed red hair with a hat that resembles a dead racoon, pissed up on Jack Daniels, trying to dance the night away.
*Picture arms and ass flailing everywhere, humping chairs and whatnot*
In a pub with no music. Or a dancefloor.
She didn't even make her own music.
Well, i suspect she was trying to dance the night away, she may have been having some kind of fit instead i and just stood there with my jaw hitting the floor. Should of helped i supposed, just in case.
Great. Now I am going to have nightmares.
LOL, Sarah!
I got nothing to top that.
Nothin'.