Disco Page #3

And a little grace never hurt.

Then you can dance as you like

to your music.

You've got disco all wrong.

Disco enters through your hair

and comes out through your feet.

20 inches above the ground,

buttocks tight...

and then boom, boom!

Disco is the music of the heart.

132 beats per minute.

Listen good, Miss Navarre.

Disco...

is a religion.

You practice it or you don't.

Take this, for example:

The tight pants...

that's disco.

And the tighter they are,

the more it's...

Tight?

Disco.

l'll do my best to try to be...

disco.

l still say we'll open better

with Boney M.

than with Eartha Kitt.

What about Patrick Hernandez?

lsn't he more summer dance?

Forget about him. Done to death.

We can't look ridiculous.

That's why you need to learn

the basics. Grace...

That counts.

With France coaching,

we're gonna shine.

You took a shine to her,

more like it.

l know, l know...

l haven't felt like this

since that DIY checkout girl.

ln Dieppe.

Cynthia Goubert...

whatever happened to her.

He hasn't been like this in ages.

He's looking for work.

He has early appointments,

always coming and going.

Well, he's coming.

Sweet Jesus.

lt can't be. The Bee Kings?

- Hello, Mrs. Sochard.

- Hello, Mrs. Barleycorn.

Hello, ladies.

Why this comeback?

We're competing again.

l'll explain later.

Noneye.

lf this jacket could talk.

The number of babes

l brushed with in this.

More like the brush-offs you had.

Yeah, right.

But l need a great stash.

lf the Owl sees the costume...

Didn't you set her straight?

Sure did.

l told her where to get off.

She understood that you can't change

a tiger into a bedside rug.

You owe me an explanation

right now.

l thought you were looking for work

and l see the Bee Kings?

Stop it, Mom.

l entered the Gin Fizz contest

because first prize is a trip for two.

Jackson put me up to it.

Jackson! That's all we needed.

lt's Woodstock.

That won't get Brian a vacation.

Think, Mom.

lf l find a job,

l can't take any vacation.

No one thought of that.

And l'm fed up

with gossip about me.

Barleycorn-this

and Barleycorn-that.

lt's high time to shut a few traps!

l'm just about had it

with High Seas St.

And if you don't win?

Because you might not.

We're gonna win, Mom.

We're gonna win.

The tighter they are,

the more it's disco.

You should've seen him...

Like he was putting toothpaste

back into the tube.

Never saw a nut like that.

Can we have some quiet?

l defy anyone to play like this.

We weren't talking. Relax.

You've been discussing the bumpkin.

lf you miss him that much,

go to Gardenland, dwarf section,

and leave me in peace.

What's the score?

40/0. Match point.

Match point, on top of it.

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