Random Thought on Bumping and Grinding

Something that seems to always be one of those quirky things on my mind is how I will be dancing when I am older. Will I still be bumping and grinding, dirty dancing, going off and showing the dude next to me that I can have his lady just by moving my mesmerizing hips?


I like to dance. I like to dance a lot... with girls. Not so much the chicks that just bend over and shake their asses into Little Donz, but those that really know how to move. I have been unimpressed by the fact that more chicks think they can get away with just shoving their asses in my stuff.


You can look at a time line of American partner dance trends: The Waltz, The Charlseton, The Lindy, Swing, Sock Hops & Strolling, The Jitterbug, The Jive, the fucking Twist, Monkey, and Mashed Potato, Disco, just straight up 80's Carleton dancing, Patrick Swayze and Pat Benatar dirty dancing. Then there is bumping and grinding.

For the most part every generation sticks with their type of dance. I never saw my grandparents rocking to disco or grinding, nor would I want to. My parents can dance very well. They feel the beat, do the dips and spins, rock a couple 70's John Travolta moves here and there. My pops can Cha-Cha with the best of them. No grinding though.

So I can just picture myself at my grandkid's wedding, griding and rocking with my cock out. I probably won't be able to move like I do now, but you never know what modern medicine is going to be like then. I wonder if they are going to play Montel Jordan, Biggy, Bon Jovi, Snoop, JaRule, Fity Cent, & Def Leppard for us old timers? Is Regulators or Forever going to come on?

These are just the useless things I think about to pass the day. It's sad, I know. Love is a Battlefield.

From my mind to yourz, Donz.