Last night here at the Beehive (at the Queen's urging) Fa and Beatrice were granted the rare opportunity to see yours truly bustin' his baddest disco moves to the git-down sounds of "Play That Funky Music." It was quite a sight, I am sure. It did lead to a discussion of the relative worth of The Village People, KC and the Sunshine Band, and "It's Raining Men." This was a worthy philosophical discussion.
I anticipate both of my daughters will require extensive mental health counselling in the very near future.