Y'all need to be more like me. Calm, rational, restrained.
With a quiet yet firm hauteur.
All gallivanting, wether licentious or suffused with probity and reserve, needs to be done during daylight hours, so that we can see your embarrassed intemperate asses and sneer at you.
Actually, I miss gallivanting. I used to do it on occasion.
In the same manner as I currently judge gallivanting harshly, I also thoroughly despise mixed dancing. Reason being that I don't dance well, and am cognizant of the impression that makes on other people. Spastic jerking just doesn't look good, dignified, or graceful. Some people sing in the shower, I dance in the dark.
I am neither musically inclined nor gifted with a sense of rythm.
What was obvious has become a life-style choice.
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