Sanderson Times presents…
Real Men of Genius…
Today we salute you…Mr. Owning the Dance Floor Man…
(Mr. Owning the Dance Floor Man!)
Giving all you can to revolutionizing the art of “cutting rug”, you define logic, reason, and at times gravity with your sophisticated moves on the parquet.
(Was that the electric shuffle?)
No floor is safe from your gyrations, swinging hips, or bumpin turd cutter…That is every floor except the one you will ineveitably pass out on from excess drinking later on this morning…
(He’s such a boozehound!)
Agressively pursuing ladies with a drink in one hand and wait…a drink in the other hand, you shout out lines to 90’s dance hits that the underage girls that snuck into Maggie’s either do not remember or never even heard of…
(Play Miley Cyrus!)
Green Room, Peabodies, even the parked car in front of the YMCA on the walk home; the world is your dance floor, and the beat is the sound of you falling on your face, drunker than the night before…
(Where is my apartment?!?!)
So crack open an ice cold brew oh “Royalty of the Rug”. Because without a good tune, you just seem to lose that love and feeling…
(Mr. Owning the Dance Floor Man!)
Sanderson Times Inc. Boston, Massachusetts
Once you POP, you can't STOP!
Stamford Branch
Monday, January 19, 2009
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