”Fight Against Stupidity And Bureaucracy”
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It’s not absolutely necessary, but readers who can remember this era may enjoy this the most…
It was a hot Saturday evening in the summer of 1960 and Fred had a date with Peggy Sue.
He arrived at her house and rang the bell.
“Oh, come on in!” Peggy Sue’s mother said as she welcomed Fred in. “Have a seat in the living room. Would you like something to drink? Lemonade? Iced tea?”
“I’ll have an Iced tea, please,” Fred said.
Mom brought the iced tea.
“So, what are you and Peggy planning to do tonight?” she asked.
“Oh, probably catch a movie, and then maybe grab a bite to eat at the malt shop, maybe take a walk on the beach…”
“Peggy likes to screw, you know,” Mom informed him.
“What???” Fred spluttered, his mouthful of iced tea almost launching itself across the room.
“Uh…really?” he continued, eyebrows raised, as he tried to gather his wits about him. He wasn’t at all used to this type of liberal parenting, which was very progressive for the early 1960s.
“Oh, yes!” the mother continued very matter-of-factly. “When she goes out with her friends, that’s all they do!”
“Is that so?” asked Fred, incredulous.
“Yes,” the mother continued. “As a matter of fact, she’d screw all night if we let her, but of course we don’t!”
“Er no, I suppose not,” Fred answered, still surprised that Peggy Sue’s parents would countenance such a thing at all.
“Well, thanks for the tip,” he continued as he quickly began thinking about alternate plans for the evening.
A wicked smile began to play on his lips.
A moment later, Peggy Sue came down the stairs looking pretty as a picture. She was wearing a pink blouse and full circle skirt, and had her long hair tied back in a bouncy ponytail. She greeted Fred.
“Have fun, kids,” the mother said as they left.
Fred was sure that they would.
Half an hour later, a completely disheveled Peggy Sue burst into the house and slammed the front door behind her.
“Whatever is wrong, darling?” her puzzled mother inquired.
“The Twist, Mom! It’s the twist!!” Peggy Sue angrily yelled at her mother.
“The damned dance is called the TWIST! “
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LOL
Thank you.
Thanks for reminding me of the past! Those were the days.
They were indeed. Thanks for your comment.
that was funny!
Thanks. Peggy Sue didn’t think so!
Lol…..I bet she never “screwed” again….loo
I might have been in one of those videos.
Ah, the impulsiveness of youth!