Well then! Let me pour you a wee bit here,lass.
My God, your hair is the same color as the scotch...Why are you laughing?...Well, it's a good line, isn't it?
It'd be one thing if we were drinking absinthe...You know, if you keep laughing you're going to spill your drink...Laughing is good, no?
Now...Would you like to dance with the devil by the pale moonlight?...How about by dim bar light since there's no moon?... See, you're encouraging me, you're an enabler, you keep laughing at my lame witticisms...Let's go.
I am dancing. Grade me on a curve. It's like what Dr. Johnson said about the dancing three-legged dog, "It's not that it's done well, it's that it's done at all."
