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?"
"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.
"Uh...really?" Fred replied, with raised eyebrows.
"Oh, yes!"
the mother continued. "When she goes out with her friends,
that's all they
do!"
"Is that so?" asked Fred, incredulous.
"Yes," said the
mother. "As a matter of fact, she'd screw all night if we
let
her!"
"Well, thanks for the tip," Fred said as he began thinking about
alternate
plans for the evening.
A moment later, Peggy Sue came down
the stairs looking pretty as a picture
wearing a pink blouse and full circle
skirt, and with her hair tied back in
a bouncy ponytail. She greeted
Fred.
"Have fun, kids," the mother said as they left.
Half an hour
later, a completely disheveled Peggy Sue burst into the house
and slammed the
front door behind her.
""The Twist, Mom!" she angrily yelled at her
mother.
""The damned dance is called the TWIST!"
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