Women love dancing. They love it so much, that in their perfect dance-world, there aren’t any men around to ruin it. So what have they gone and done?
They’ve created their own “separate-but-equal” dance utopia. It’s called Dance Dance Party Party, and it’s a regular meeting for womenfolk to get together and dance, free from the social constraints of male-female interaction. The three rules of Dance Dance Party Party are no booze, no boys, no judgment. (A roomful of women without judgment? That’ll be the day.) The dancers wear workout clothes, bring in their own iTunes playlists, and dance carefree for an hour per meeting.
In response, I’d like to start my own chapter of this, but I’d call it Movie Movie Party Party, where I rent out a movie theater once a week to watch movies in peace, without my girlfriend or any other girls in the audience constantly interrupting to ask, “What did he just say?” Then, I’ll expand it to Sports Sports Party Party, where I never have to attend another baseball game and overhear some guy explaining to his girlfriend what a ground-rule double is.
what’s a ground-rule double?
This sounds like a typical Friday night…