Greased Lightning

Saturday night we attended a wedding reception. DH’s nephew was married in Las Vegas, and a reception was held for them when they returned.
I’ve never seen a DJ get up and put on a performance at a reception. These two college age kids switched into sleeveless black “muscle” shirts, zipped across the dance floor and hopped onto the amplifiers. I gather that the music that was playing was “Greased Lightning.” They turned their backs to the party and wagged their butts, and then turned again to do what was clearly a dance that the younger members of the audience recognized.
Several of the young women rushed to the edge of the dance floor and mirrored the dance they were watching. Then at some point they all raced off to get one-dollar bills, and the more brazen ones stuffed them into the guy’s pockets.
The guys ignored them and kept right on dancing.
Is this what we can expect at wedding receptions now?? Sure seems like an odd way to celebrate a wedding. This was like a cleaned up version of a stripper at a bachelor party.
I know…..I’m an old fogie.

6 thoughts on “Greased Lightning

  1. HEY!!!! (hands on hips)
    YE of little faith! I watched…sure I watched! But….I’ve got all my dollar bills! (proud grin)
    billy….somehow they managed to miss the macarana.

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