172-Square Dancing – Fairbank, AK

I ran away as fast as I could. I heard ‘em starting up so I took to the hills. I had a bad dream one night concerning those hoop skirts and string ties. I was cornered by a group of geriatrics and forced to allemande left, dosado, and promenade for hours. I finally got myself free when I slipped the clutch, swept a quarter, wheeled around, and walked and dodged out of there. If you don’t believe, look up these terms. Sweet dreams.

danceElvis would have never gotten in this room so he could eventually leave.