I dunno nuttin but, seems tuh me, iffen a dance needs a PhD dissertation for the explainin, maybe it otta be... given to Maistre Sam for "safekeeping" in the secret library. :)

Reminds me of the dance, The Hobbit, which caught me eye but, for the life of me, I can't understand how the end effects are, uh, effected. I sometimes wondered if there's a secret decoder ring that, if worn, illuminates everything.

Hey, Baby Rose... wanna dance?

Ken Panton