It's Peanut Butter Time

The club is packed and the crowd is in rhythm with the noise the DJ is spinning. Everything seems like a blur until she grabs your hand, then you see her. Her red short dress, poured around her body, hugging her curves in a lure of late night desires. Her eyes, as tempting as ever, looks straight into yours and then the whole world shatters as she says, “Lets go dance.”

Dance? Um, it’s been a long day and my feet hurt. Not right now, let me finish this drink I’ve been milking for the past twenty minutes. Lets wait for a song I like. Oh my, I have to go to the bathroom. Enough with the excuses, put down the drink and go dance with the girl. Can’t dance you say? No problem.

If the dance floor is crowded then all you have to do is bob your head a bit. Unless you are ballroom dancing, the crowd on the dance floor won’t have enough room to do anything besides a little movement. Make sure you raise your arms when everyone does or squat down, depending on the song. Even if you do look like a tone-deaf fool with two left feet, it is better than milling a drink at the edges of the club with a frustrated girl.