I don't know about you but the city park bathroom would be the LAST place I would want to find my dream guy (if I was gay). The smell alone would cause me not to want to spend much time in there in the first place.
The only form of tapping with toes that I was familiar with is best illustrated by Shirley Temple.

But it appears that this style of dancing has taken on a different sort of toe to toe dance. First you need a stall....

And then you need a Congressman, who cannot find a suitable partner in all of Washington D.C.

Larry Craig would have been what the teenagers call a "widestance". (look it up!! I did.
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There's some sort of stall fascination with the gays. I can imagine getting all worked up over a chick and doing it in the bathroom - but not a public one.
I think it's fascinating that this whole process has evolved to the point that there's a ritual dance associated with it. Just like the animals.
It must have taken generations to work up. That's dedication for ya.
Until this Larry Craig "thing" I had no idea what went on Men's public bathrooms. It's all so gross, I'm just sayin'.
Happy Halloween Rattl'n.
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