One end of this community is "fun things intoxicated wedding guests can do!"
The other end is "if we were all cryogenically frozen and trapped in a space loop, what kind of four-dimensional-chess dances could we make up in our heads to pass the time?" It's part of what keeps me coming back. :) On 2/26/23, K P via Contra Callers <[email protected]> wrote: > I dunno nuttin but, seems tuh me, iffen a dance needs a PhD dissertation > for the explainin, maybe it otta be... given to Maistre Sam for > "safekeeping" in the secret library. :) > > Reminds me of the dance, The Hobbit, which caught me eye but, for the life > of me, I can't understand how the end effects are, uh, effected. I > sometimes wondered if there's a secret decoder ring that, if worn, > illuminates everything. > > Hey, Baby Rose... wanna dance? > > :) > > Ken Panton > _______________________________________________ Contra Callers mailing list -- [email protected] To unsubscribe send an email to [email protected]
