Last night John was standing in the kitchen and I sidled up to him and bumped him on his hip
John says - OW !!! What the hell was that for ?
Suzan says - I'm doing the bump - as I bump into his butt
John says - Can you stop please?
Suzan says - I want to dance - we never dance
John snorts - You call that dancing?
Suzan says - It's the " bump " - didn't you ever do the bump?
John says - No - and can you do the " bum " over there ?
Suzan says - It's called the B.U.M.P. and I can't do it over there because it takes 2 people to do it
John says - Where do you think these things up?
John says - There's no dance called the bump
Suzan says - Of course there is - I was THE lady bump !
John says - Are you telling me there was a dance where people just bumped into each other?
Suzan says - Yes - with rhythm of course
John says - Of course...............
John says - Like this?
To which he then bumped me so hard I almost went flying into the fridge.....................
Suzan says - You're no John Travolta - I'll tell you that
John says - Well you're no Ginger Rogers
And therein lies the problem right there - I'm not quite sure if that's his era - but it sure isn't mine !!!
I was going to try to teach him how to do the Hustle - but I think it's a lost cause.................
I remember the song perfectly - I remember the dance perfectly
But I don't remember her letting out that blood curdling scream - do you ?
She sounds like a cat in heat LMHO - it's painful to listen to!
I was too busy bumping all over the dance floor to hear it, I guess.
Those were the days my friend - we thought they'd never end.......................
We'd sing and dance...........
Forever and a day
Now I MUST get back to my paint brush
Have a great day everyone