Back in 1990, when I was working at the Buckle, listening to Madonna's
Vogue and wearing Guess jeans, I always joked with my friend Kathy that we'd dance down the aisle if we ever got hitched. I wasn't attracted to her sexually, but I was intrigued with her as she could bust a move. Besides that, we always had fun at her sorority parties. So of course when I read about the
"dancing wedding party," I thought to myself, "This is old news. Been there, thought that."
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