Then, as it ended, one of the other guys said something like "Dave! I can't believe you just did that!" The girl I was dancing with stopped and said "What did he do?" He told her that I had cupped my hand under her ass like I was gonna grab it. Then she slapped me right across the face and pushed me away. Everybody got a huge kick out of it. The weird part of it is that she had to know that he was lying and that I didn't do it. I wonder now if she was part of the setup.
Friday, October 12, 2007
I got slapped right across the face at my 8th grade dance.
First of all, in hindsight, I
don't even know why I went to my stupid 8th grade dance. I was probably the least likely person in my
class of 11 to go. I certainly didn't
plan on asking anyone to dance, that's for sure. After standing around all night staring at
the disco ball, I was finally asked by a girl to dance. It was obviously a pity move. I slow danced like a dork through the long
version of "You Light Up My Life" without embarrassing myself too
much.
Then, as it ended, one of the other guys said something like "Dave! I can't believe you just did that!" The girl I was dancing with stopped and said "What did he do?" He told her that I had cupped my hand under her ass like I was gonna grab it. Then she slapped me right across the face and pushed me away. Everybody got a huge kick out of it. The weird part of it is that she had to know that he was lying and that I didn't do it. I wonder now if she was part of the setup.
Then, as it ended, one of the other guys said something like "Dave! I can't believe you just did that!" The girl I was dancing with stopped and said "What did he do?" He told her that I had cupped my hand under her ass like I was gonna grab it. Then she slapped me right across the face and pushed me away. Everybody got a huge kick out of it. The weird part of it is that she had to know that he was lying and that I didn't do it. I wonder now if she was part of the setup.
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