the_dunk_tank
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Imagine walking into a gay bar and it's just Keir Starmer dancing alone to Sweet Caroline
How do you even dance to Sweet Caroline lmao? Its a belting song not a dancing song.
My mom went to a Sting concert a number of years ago, and I remember she told me about how she kinda laughed when the basically all-elderly audience all started dancing when the man went "♫ Who-oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien, I'm an Englishman in New York... ♫"
BAH BAH BAHHH
When I was in middle school, our gym class had a "ballroom dance" unit. The teacher was obsessed with Neil Diamond, and this was one of the songs. Another was "Beautiful Noise."
I am still traumatized.