But sometimes that oblivious state - whether from alcohol or something else - is just comical.
I'm watching a fun band. The audience is really into them - especially one girl. So far she's humped her date's leg, danced like a maniac and tried like crazy to find the beat.
It's nowhere near her general vicinity. Not even in her zip code. She's clapped her hands above her head but never got remotely close to rhythm. And with each random bounce and jump, she has to pull up her strapless dress, good thing she's in flip flops or she'd be on her ass by now.
It's the off-beat lap dance that never ends.
But her date will get laid tonight if she doesn't pass out first.
Love to the single girls,
Addison
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