OM GOLLY GOSH!!! The thought of all us ladies in the pub skullin' pints...what a night. I think we would re-define what 'ladies night' meant/means!! I somehow can't get my head around a collective of boomers singing 'Um pa pa'..well not after the beer kicks in anyhow! Celtic, as usual you editied/forgot a little bit of you snaking along the table to get to me on the dance floor. Yes, I was jiving with another bunch of lasses in good humour....but here how it realy went my love.
It was nearly the end of the night and as per the DJ/Drag Queen Tina was playing certain obvious gay floor fillers..the usual 'I will Survive', 'I am what I am' etc. Then Tina got more subtle and playfull diverting slightly with a track from the musical 'Dirty Dancing'. You hollered at me from our table as the start of the song went out....'Oh Silvia..how do you call your lover boy'...you were gesturing appropriatly mimicing the scene from the movie/musical..I played along and shook my head in defiance....next thing you were on the table with a crowd of our friends clearing the table to allow you access to the dance floor and me...gesh..I laughed so hard. It was brilliantly executed and I won't make 911 jokes because I am stil seeing it in my head and giggling and thinking of further ways to tease you...lol.high five to Celtic ladies for such fabulous spontanious fun!

Poppie

Not quite pole dancing but close enough for me..lol
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''Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love