Salsa at a country bar

KC: though bit of advice, don't try to salsa to country music - it don't work. but then the nappy dude that was hitting on kerry and me didn't hvae a chance, did she tell you about that?

Bum: nope
Bum: Kerry only sends me cheerleading messages then logs off

KC: we went to midnight rodeo for about an hour, and of course get hit on by (cheerleading messages?) these two guys

Bum: "bum bum, he's our man, if he can't do it no one can, except Zoey"

KC: lets just say, the one guy who was quiet, well half his face had this thing on it and i think it was moving, the other guy though,
KC: nice

Bum: ah...those two [omission] guys...at midnight rodeo...heh... sounds like a start of a good joke.
Bum: hmm...scary

KC: well, he was just nappy to the max! he tried to convice kerry and I that there's no country music in new jersey at all

Bum: *eyebrow* and if he said that NH didn't have it, i'd laugh

KC: and kerry of course, having to take the brunt of his 'talking' of course stuck him on me when he asked her to dance
KC: but he shares that he owned a salsa dance studio, but doesn't know how to two step
KC: so he decides to salsa to country music.

Bum: so...he salsas to country music?

KC: it didn't work!
KC: yeah

Bum: country music ain't fast enough for that there mumbo jumbo
Bum: ah reckon

KC: and then he started this funky ass doing laps around me and i just walked off the dance floor - he was a FREAK! and the bad thing was, the whole time i was trying to give guys walking by the 'help us' looik

Bum: *LOL*

KC: and the look didn't snag a single other guy, we finally bailed for the bathroom
KC: then around the bar
KC: then out the main door

Bum: ah, you have been pepe le pew'ed

KC: ugh
KC: it was worse

Bum: mi cheria
Bum: ay yi yi

KC: joy oh joy
KC: oh no, please tell me your not bloggin this? cause i acutally have a better story

Part II tomorrow, or whenever she shares it. Hmm. Salsa and Country Music...