Oh My! TH!
When I was in high school, going to those dances in the gym, there was a dance that was forbidden.
That dance was called
The Alligator. And Oh My! Oh My!
And there was a bad girl at my high school who used to get kicked out of those dances for doing
The Alligator with those hoodie boys with the flat tops with the spit curls in the middle of their foreheads. Yep. Those hoodie boys that all us girls wearing those sweater sets secretly loved.
Oh. Oh My!
You don't suppose that the bad girl from my high school has moved to TV?
Oh My!
She would be just the right age...........I have not seen her in a very long time.
But if, for all these many years, she has been slathering on the baby oil and iodine and sunning herself, like she did back in high school, she will blend right in with those alligators in that pond and they won't bother her at all.
Next thing you know she will be giving Alligator dance lessons at the Lifelong Learning College.
Today -- Line Dancing
Tomorrow -- How low can you go.......
Better sign up now for those dancing lessons,TH! There might be a waiting list.
Hey! Those bad girls from high school gotta live somewhere. Give that ol' girl a break.
Boomer, Class of 19
T