Dance floor, local pub.
“What exactly are you are doing” shouted Who over the music.
“Dancing”
“That’s not dancing”
“It is" What, thrashed his arms and legs wildly around him
“So what dance is it then?”
“Jive”
“Looks more like the funky chicken” laughed Who
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