On Saturday night I took my wife to a disco, something we hadn’t done in a long time.
Well, there was this guy on the dance floor, and he was definitely giving it the old John Travolta from Saturday Night Fever.
He was breakdancing, going somersaults and backflips, even moonwalking. Pretty much if there is a dance move that classifies as being “disco”, he did it.
After a while my wife turns to me and says “You see that guy there? He proposed to me about 20 years ago, but I turned him down”.
I replied: “Looks to me like he is still celebrating”.