OH MAH GAWD YOUR SITTING ON MY LEATHER JACKET!
I suck at swing dancing. You know what, I just suck at dancing. Simple
as that. I tried, I really did. I was like a deaf guy doing karaoke. I
got OWNED by some little 8th grader/possibly freshman kid with crazy
hair and a hawaiian shirt. Worst thing was his mom watched him OWN me.
She was like "You owned that fat kid". But the lady looked like
Stiffler's mom. There were some cool people there, and some not so cool
people, too. Of course all the cool kids who got dropped off by their
parents and are hard core hung out side the door and tried to sneak
past the American Legion ladies. But those old ladies are harder than
you think. That one lady busted that emo kid and threated to give him
something to really cry about. You go, old lady.