Originally Posted by
SASless
Post a Friday Night Officers call at the Mess....mandatory attendance until the OC departed....and following consumption of far more to drink than I remember....was told I and a very lovely young Lady had won the Weekly Dance Contest....and me not being a Dancer when conscious warned me of the evil of harsh drink.
Someone said that dancing is "the vertical expression of a horizontal desire". Maybe that's why you were so good at it...
