So I drove down to PJ’s last night.  He had this plan to go to a dance.  I was semi-concerned.  The last time I went to a dance besides prom was maybe 8th grade.  And his college UVSC was hosting it no less.  I drive down to PJ’s, we eat some Panda Express, then leave for the dance.  As we arrive at UVSC, we see a lot of cars so we figure this will be good.  As we walk to the front door, I see a large poster that says LDS Dance.

One thing PJ did not know was that the dance was a LDS dance.  Walking in the door, I have a 20 in hand ready to pay for admission as you would with dances.  Instead some girl has me sign a small slip of paper that I get to keep.  On the card it said  no moshing, no tank tops, no break dancing, no bare midriffs, no short shorts, no bear hugging.  What is bear hugging?  When we were inside we saw a sign that said no intimate dancing.  Yeah, we stayed for about 2 minutes and 37 seconds before leaving.

We left and went back to PJ’s to watch Snatch.  Then we both drove to my house and watched Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels before I fell asleep.  What the hell is bear hugging?