Good dance strokes can clinch you a mate
THERE was a club in Katwe in the early ‘50s where young educated politicians used to hang out. <br>Many were bachelors who used this chance to display intellectual arguments, classic smartness and antics to attract the few educated women who would dare pass by.
THERE was a club in Katwe in the early ‘50s where young educated politicians used to hang out.
Many were bachelors who used this chance to display intellectual arguments, classic smartness and antics to attract the few educated women who would dare pass by.
It came to pass that one Mayanja found his eye colliding with Obote’s over a woman described as beautiful and gorgeous.
On account of his name and background, Mayanja’s telephone line to Miriam was far clearer than Obote’s at face value.
But when this ‘foreigner’ took to the floor, the balance of power began to tilt.
With every dancing stroke, Miriam’s family loyalty faded and the rest is history.
Up to today, Mayanja takes the Biblical Goliath-David story seriously.
Dancing is an efficient laser-guided missile into many a woman’s heart.
That flexible body, gyrating rhythmically, exudes confident control, romantic potential and composure that shoots down all previous prejudices, softening the heart for you to sail in.
If there are any steady rules of attraction on planet Earth, dancing is one of them. Women love men who can dance. Ask Mzee Christopher Kato (the ballet dancer and trainer).
He is approaching 90 and his facial appearance doesn’t hide this but he has just got a baby with a beautiful woman.
But why go far? Ask me. Before I weighed down my skeleton with 104kg of flesh, I had perennial problems with fellow men because their dates used to leave the dance floors with my name firmly stuck into the special sections of their brains.
By the way, the dancing programme on my C drive is not yet corrupted.
Only that these days, it requires some little liquor to open the executable files.
Men too get ensnared by women who know the relationship between the waist and music.
I remember in Goma, DR Congo, my friend paid $50 (our whole day’s allowance then) for a prostitute he saw dancing on stage believing he had landed a gold mine.
Today he gets offended when people compare dancing abilities with sexual prowess.
Whatever the case, dancing makes a person stand out of the crowd.
You know how women hate men who get lost amongst fellow men.
But a man whose strokes attract cheers and appreciation tips especially from women, gets a master key to many hearts and a comfortable place in many of their fantasies.
The female brain is always on the look out for subtle hints about a man’s inferred qualities.
A woman looks at a good dancer and she sees a man who can command control, whose love is spiritual, whose disposition is romantic and whose agile body is a glimpse of how flexible he can be in sex.
Learn how to dance therefore and you will make the world your footstool.
In the same spirit however, bad dancing can be one of the worst turn offs.
Even in today’s national reconciliation drive, bad dancers will always be buried in exile.
Ask our own Museveni why he hanged his dancing shoes.
He met a beautiful girl and his toes have never forgotten that evening.
So, either way, dancing can be a dangerous game.
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Many were bachelors who used this chance to display intellectual arguments, classic smartness and antics to attract the few educated women who would dare pass by.
It came to pass that one Mayanja found his eye colliding with Obote’s over a woman described as beautiful and gorgeous.
On account of his name and background, Mayanja’s telephone line to Miriam was far clearer than Obote’s at face value.
But when this ‘foreigner’ took to the floor, the balance of power began to tilt.
With every dancing stroke, Miriam’s family loyalty faded and the rest is history.
Up to today, Mayanja takes the Biblical Goliath-David story seriously.
Dancing is an efficient laser-guided missile into many a woman’s heart.
That flexible body, gyrating rhythmically, exudes confident control, romantic potential and composure that shoots down all previous prejudices, softening the heart for you to sail in.
If there are any steady rules of attraction on planet Earth, dancing is one of them. Women love men who can dance. Ask Mzee Christopher Kato (the ballet dancer and trainer).
He is approaching 90 and his facial appearance doesn’t hide this but he has just got a baby with a beautiful woman.
But why go far? Ask me. Before I weighed down my skeleton with 104kg of flesh, I had perennial problems with fellow men because their dates used to leave the dance floors with my name firmly stuck into the special sections of their brains.
By the way, the dancing programme on my C drive is not yet corrupted.
Only that these days, it requires some little liquor to open the executable files.
Men too get ensnared by women who know the relationship between the waist and music.
I remember in Goma, DR Congo, my friend paid $50 (our whole day’s allowance then) for a prostitute he saw dancing on stage believing he had landed a gold mine.
Today he gets offended when people compare dancing abilities with sexual prowess.
Whatever the case, dancing makes a person stand out of the crowd.
You know how women hate men who get lost amongst fellow men.
But a man whose strokes attract cheers and appreciation tips especially from women, gets a master key to many hearts and a comfortable place in many of their fantasies.
The female brain is always on the look out for subtle hints about a man’s inferred qualities.
A woman looks at a good dancer and she sees a man who can command control, whose love is spiritual, whose disposition is romantic and whose agile body is a glimpse of how flexible he can be in sex.
Learn how to dance therefore and you will make the world your footstool.
In the same spirit however, bad dancing can be one of the worst turn offs.
Even in today’s national reconciliation drive, bad dancers will always be buried in exile.
Ask our own Museveni why he hanged his dancing shoes.
He met a beautiful girl and his toes have never forgotten that evening.
So, either way, dancing can be a dangerous game.
Ends