Some little kid made fun of my dancing this weekend

A long time ago in a club far far away…

Me and some friends from work went to a little club after work.

Gina
Come on Zebra let’s dance.
Zebra
I can’t dance.
Gina
Oh come on everybody can dance
Zebra
No really I can’t dance.

After several more minutes of this we go to the dance floor. I know there is only about 45 seconds left to the song.

We sit back down after the song is over.

Gina
You really can’t dance.
Zebra
I told you.

i can not dance at all. or i should say i don’t dance well. however, i learned at an early age that in competition for the opposite sex there are two general groups: those who are too cool to dance and go home at at the end of the night to jack off and those who are willing to submit to some humiliation for that special something. think about that when the scrubs on the wall laugh at your moves!