tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884430652660905329.post3035058680508890791..comments2024-03-28T15:40:45.363-07:00Comments on Don't hit your brother!: The Dancing Queen!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10245342113173376269noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884430652660905329.post-29903181543935559152009-04-29T12:43:00.000-07:002009-04-29T12:43:00.000-07:00What about me? I sign the papers - Let's get down,...What about me? I sign the papers - Let's get down, we'll put on the 8 track and chill out at my crib. You're far out and groovy. I dig it!<br /><br />Well, I'll catch you on the flip side, foxy lady!<br /><br />(70s slang courtesy of http://www.inthe70s.com/generated/terms.shtml)Chris Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06640422846685877717noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884430652660905329.post-75699602722957266192009-04-28T15:48:00.000-07:002009-04-28T15:48:00.000-07:00Actually, my kids do get to see me dance to ABBA a...Actually, my kids do get to see me dance to ABBA and other disco style music. But they too are trapped in the sealed environment and have signed several legal documents forbidding them to share any thing they may witness during said dancing horrors upon threat of severe tickling torture.Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10245342113173376269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884430652660905329.post-42589732951425590822009-04-28T15:42:00.000-07:002009-04-28T15:42:00.000-07:00I love disco! But I don't like to dance. Hmmmm
...I love disco! But I don't like to dance. Hmmmm<br /><br />whosubcMelisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06853815094926344439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884430652660905329.post-15665918450638644442009-04-28T08:49:00.000-07:002009-04-28T08:49:00.000-07:00Do the Hustle! Doot Doot Doo doot, Doot doot Doo ...Do the Hustle! Doot Doot Doo doot, Doot doot Doo doot.<br /><br />Disco (and the 70's) makes me nervous, too, and for some reason I feel like this is because it followed the 60's. The 60's had all the free love and drug use, but long flowy clothes. The 70's had the free love and drug use, but let it all hang out and jiggle...<br /><br />Do the Hustle! Doot doot doo doot, doot doot doo doot.Brennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14559678613461546248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884430652660905329.post-87655779684419810682009-04-28T07:53:00.000-07:002009-04-28T07:53:00.000-07:00I'll send Gracie up to your house to break through...I'll send Gracie up to your house to break through any residual disco hangups. She's turned us into a family of dancing queens--yes, even Eric, although I'm trying to convince him that he should be a dancing prince instead. How can anyone listen to ABBA and NOT dance? But yes, I do try to keep the blinds closed when I join the fun :). There are certain images the neighbors just don't need seared into their brains.mommymusehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18193021558572555902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884430652660905329.post-39191195110465995852009-04-27T19:52:00.000-07:002009-04-27T19:52:00.000-07:00Actually, when you compared your moments of dance ...Actually, when you compared your moments of dance with legends of mythical characters I thought that was a fantastic metaphor. I think it's the reason I don't really dance in public, even by myself I embarrass myself! Too bad, because it's such a healthy exercise!Heatherlynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09355263068372248035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884430652660905329.post-8748705253414776962009-04-27T19:40:00.000-07:002009-04-27T19:40:00.000-07:00Please dance in front of the boys, let them think ...Please dance in front of the boys, let them think you're a little crazy! It's payback and in the "mom code"!Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05185693178318883640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884430652660905329.post-38957316786301123042009-04-27T18:14:00.000-07:002009-04-27T18:14:00.000-07:00I do remember you listening to that as my roomie. ...I do remember you listening to that as my roomie. I won't claim to have seen you dancing (although I have!) but I do have a picture of the three of us on Kensington's steps in our disco getup. I'll look it up, but I believe you wore flourescent pink pants! Those were some fun times.Jaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04354015630387223166noreply@blogger.com