You call this a dance class?
I don't think so.
It was more of a simultaneous stomping on others' feet.
Terrific fun, nevertheless.
Waltz is okay. Polka is the real shit.
Only problem is, those leather shoes feel like you're a curling stone, 'cause SLIDING!
Next week, my exchange student from France is coming, so he's going to be a spectator on next of my lessons.
He'll laugh his ass off.
But so will I.
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