writing community
Sign In Here | Lost Password | FREE Sign Up
E-mail: Password:
Remember login  
The place for writers:
Upload your writing in minutes, receive peer feedback from other writers, poets, authors, then get your work published out there in the real world.       Learn how other writers are doing it.

 
oddfruit
neil hinchcliffe
United Kingdom, lancs, bolton

Words: 371
Access: Public
Comments: 5

Forward to a friend
Print Version
E-mail this writer E-mail this user 
View Author profile
Add to Readers  




They Shoot Horses Don't They?

Dancing is a form of humiliation invented by women to make men look like idiots. Some say it's genetic, and shows our ancestral roots, where dancing was used as a courtship ritual. I'm sorry but how can this possibly be true. If courtship depended on the ability to dance then the human race would have become extinct decades ago. What woman in her right mind would want to mate with someone who has absolutely no control over their extremities?
If dancing is a clue to how a man performs in bed, then no woman would ever lay down with one. How can someone flailing their arms around as if they are pieces of spaghetti in a wind tunnel, and having not one or two left feet but seemingly a multitude of feet all trying to go in opposite directions relate to the bedroom? Who would want the same sort of performance in bed?
The fact that some men seem to think they look like gods on the dance-floor just adds to the myth. Of course the image of the '70s 'Medallion Man' will always prevail when thinking of a man dancing; bad platform shoes, lurid coloured flares that are so tight it makes constipation a cert, shirt unbuttoned to the navel, gaudy necklaces nestling in wispy hair on the chest, bad hair do, and a bad choice of chat-up-lines. This is the era where male dancing should remain, and never rear its head.
Now don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with a lithe young woman gyrating and pulsing round a dance-floor. In fact it can truly be poetry in motion. Women have a natural rhythm that men just do not posses, and should never, ever think they do.
Slow dancing is a completely different matter. After all it is just an excuse to slide your hands over a womans body in a way that would normally get you a slapped face, and more importantly she can't actually see you moving like a club-footed hippo.
Gentlemen I implore you, leave the dance-floor to the women, and cheesy films. You will never look like John Travolta in Saturday Night fever (and that's probably a small mercy).

Want to comment on this Blogs?
Sign up to Edit Red and you will be able to comment on Blogs and get access to: Upload your own stories and poems, get readers and their feedback, promote your work...
Sign up






[Back to top]
Comments  
AmandaMorgan Comment by: AmandaMorgan - 2007-09-21 10:50
Add to Readers
      
Where's Wayne Sleep when you need him?
Comment by: - 2007-08-31 09:38
Add to Readers
      
I enjoyed this piece a lot, Neil. Your humor stretches across that slightly sarcastic bend that always catches my attention.

Thanks for the sharing~!
MaggieMay Comment by: MaggieMay - 2007-08-30 20:27
Add to Readers
      
hey,
sounds like my last family reunion. I've never been attracted to a man that COULD dance. Then again, I can't dance either. I'm too introverted.
Extroverts have all the fun. :(

peace,
MM
wordsmith Comment by: wordsmith - 2007-08-30 11:16
Add to Readers
      
Entertaining post. You have a knack for humorous writing.
Teri Comment by: Teri - 2007-08-29 13:00
Add to Readers
      
Aw, not all men are bad dancers. I got one over here who's amazing. Although I'll admit: watching some of those string cheese-colored men dancing with the clap-pause-spin-squat-clap-sidestep moves generally sends me into hysterics. It's why I love going to weddings.

Funny stuff, Neil. Thanks for the laughs and the reads.

Teri xo
1

Sponsored Ads


By oddfruit

Featured Writers

Advertising - Terms & Conditions - Short Story Submissions - Contact - Writing Competitions - Writing Links - Book Promotion - Sky-Tribe.com - alanemmins.com
  Member short stories, poems, comments and other contributions are owned by the poster.
Copyright 2003 - 2007 Edit Red I/S