"Come on Chip. Let's dance."
"Dance?! We'll be crushed to death!"
"Oh, what a way to die!"
I think I was born in the wrong era. I mean, obviously I wasn't or I would have been born much much much much much earlier. But I wish I could live somewhere where I could wear a modest dress that still is quite flattering, and have a handsome boy come up and say "hey doll, wanna dance?" and then I'd coyly laugh and he'd whisk me onto the dance floor where we could tap a pre-choreographed dance that everyone somehow magically knows. That seems so much more fun than stiffly standing with my arms around a guys neck and awkwardly swaying for no apparent reason.
Maybe that's why I love musicals so much. The characters sing and dance and they always seem so happy. I believe that if everyone sang and danced a little more often, they'd probably be happy too. maybe not. I know I would. :)
have a good night everyone