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Keeping up with the disco theme.
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Wow, thanks for gracing the thread Sophia.
The DISCO is well under way :) It might be a long night. Have a nap, conserve your best for later xxx :)
I presume you’re English, not American, yet you’re using American spelling. Seems you’re using American spellcheck from some of your names.
Your presumption was wrong. Im British. Im using norwegian spelling which is almost identical to english on many words, hence my bi linguality gets me muddled up sometimes. And I have no spell check at all. 0 out of 3. You’re not very good at this are you lol Well actually offence in norwegian and swedish is offense. There are hundreds of words that are the same word except spelt with a S instead of a C or a K instead of a C. The word “which” after whether was a typo and should be removed. Grammar is not my strong point so I’ll leave that to someone else. I went to a dodgy school.
Oh I am good at it…..as some of your ‘alter egos’ make exactly the same mistake.
So…. you’re either typing from multiple accounts … or sharing said accounts with other people, and when you type from them you make this very same mistake.
Either way, your ugly game playing days are over.
When I were a lad growing up, I had 3 older sisters, the eldest being a good few years older than me. I was the baby and only boy. So, growing up during the 70’s these girls were Dancing Queens. We grew up on a large, tough and deprived tenement housing estate. So we weren’t allowed to be playing out all night. On a Friday, and sometimes Saturday night, my sisters would organise a bedroom disco. Between them they had a very good collection of vinyl records, mainly disco soul and funky stuff, and a decent ish JVC music center. Basic light changes with coloured bulbs, Xmas lights flashing, a bottle of coca cola and chocolates, the 3 girls tightly orchestrated by the eldest, drilled and slick, very seriously would then get down to some serious business, they would dress up, choreograph dance moves to all the latest disco records, and dance their socks off for an hour or two. This was better than Top of the Pops. To draw comparisons with Pans People, Legs & Co, Hot Gossip would be all too obvious. Occasionally mum and I would come and watch and have a boogie, rarely dad got involved other than ending it when it had gone on for too long. Over the months and years of these bedroom discos select best friends and boyfriends we permitted. I used to reluctantly get dragged in, seriously protesting, and forced to sit, watch, and judge them, and give out points, mock prizes and awards, I was like Simon Cowell, these poor girls, but they did ask for it. So I then was coerced into doing the job of DJ, and I was allowed to operate the Stereo, and after strict training, I was taught what tunes and what order to play them. It grew on me and has stuck. So I can line up dance music all night long :) Yes Sir,. I Can Boogie.
I’m guessing some of you readers might have had similar experiences and could identify with.
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Is that where your MPD stemmed from, too?
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