Slow day on the forum....

[Alex Blair (RIP)]

Originally posted by Hanno Spoelstra
Starting to repeat yourself, eh? What was it you said about old farts?

H.

Hanno

You are a linguist...maybe you will relate to this...

It's the summer of 1957 and Harold goes to pick up his
date, Peggy Sue. Harold's a pretty hip guy with his
own car and a D.A. hairdo.

When he goes to the front door, Peggy Sue's mother
answers and invites him in. "Peggy Sue's not ready
yet, so why don't you have a seat?" she says. That's
cool. Peggy Sue's mother asks Harold what they're
planning to do.

Harold replies politely that they will probably just
go to the malt shop or to a drive-in movie.

Peggy Sue's mother responds, "Why don't you kids go
out and screw? I hear all the kids are doing it."

Naturally this comes as quite a surprise to
Harold and he says "Wha...aaat?"

"Yeah," says Peggy Sue's mother, "We know Peggy Sue
really likes to screw; why, she'd screw all night if
we let her!"

Harold's eyes light up and he smiles from ear to ear.
Immediately, he has revised the plans for the evening.
A few minutes later, Peggy Sue comes downstairs in her
little poodle skirt with her saddle shoes, and announces that
she's ready to go.

Almost breathless with anticipation, Harold escorts
his date out the front door while Mom is saying, "Have
a good evening kids," with a small wink for Harold.

About 20 minutes later, a thoroughly disheveled Peggy
Sue rushes back into the house, slams the door behind
her and screams at her mother:

"Dammit, Mom! The Twist! The Twist! It's called The
Twist!"