He does ? That’s what all the nuns used to tell us at the school dances. That or " Leave room for a piece of paper to pass between you. "We actually figured out a way to get rid of the good Sisters of Notre Dame. They had a prohibition about eating after a certain time at night ( 9 pm if memory serves ), so a bunch of us would chip in and order ice cream to be delivered to the convent at 8:45 pm. Thus getting out from under the eagle eyes the nuns and left with the bored parents for chaperons.
Room for a ghost? That should allow the dancers to get very close together; in fact, one or both of them might be calling out His name later tonight. ;)
I was dancing with a friend of mine at a wedding reception about 20 years ago. Her younger brother was dancing with the groom’s sister. At one point I looked over at them and said to her, “Would you look at them? You can’t even get a sheet of tissue paper between them; while there’s enough room here for a rolled-up Sunday New York Times.”
Linguist about 11 years ago
He does ? That’s what all the nuns used to tell us at the school dances. That or " Leave room for a piece of paper to pass between you. "We actually figured out a way to get rid of the good Sisters of Notre Dame. They had a prohibition about eating after a certain time at night ( 9 pm if memory serves ), so a bunch of us would chip in and order ice cream to be delivered to the convent at 8:45 pm. Thus getting out from under the eagle eyes the nuns and left with the bored parents for chaperons.
Sherlock Watson about 11 years ago
Where’s the Sunday Strip?:Just like Mutt & Jeff, Queenie took yesterday off.
Sherlock Watson about 11 years ago
Room for a ghost? That should allow the dancers to get very close together; in fact, one or both of them might be calling out His name later tonight. ;)
Nighthawks Premium Member about 11 years ago
holy ghost?I ain’t ’fraid of no holy ghost!
Kali39 about 11 years ago
Queenie got pwned…..(is that the word? I’m too old for that sort of thing…)
K M about 11 years ago
I was dancing with a friend of mine at a wedding reception about 20 years ago. Her younger brother was dancing with the groom’s sister. At one point I looked over at them and said to her, “Would you look at them? You can’t even get a sheet of tissue paper between them; while there’s enough room here for a rolled-up Sunday New York Times.”