Dancing Drunk

I have heard many people talking about different levels of drinking. I think one of the most relate-able is the level where you get really good at pool. Enough to calm your nerves but not so much that you can't see the ball. Jimeoin had a bit about it(normally I'd post a link to YouTube at this point but I can't find it, if you're keen to watch it, it was off The Jimeoin - All Over The Shop), but in it he only had four levels and while most of those are relevant for me, he leaves out one that I find very important. I call it the Dancing Drunk level. It is a medium to high level and usually requires a few drinks to reach that magical place, but when I get there it is glorious. The next day when I'm stung up and people ask me how drunk I was, I just answer "Dancing Drunk."

On The Level

Through my boozy mist,

I get to boogieing down.

I begin with the twist,

and then start to twirl around.

There follows a swaying of the hips,

a slight wobbling at the knees.

Sweat begins to drip,

I let my spirit free.

I'm almost unaware,

certainly without inhibition.

I really do not care,

I'm putting on an exhibition.

Pure unbridled joy,

stripping to be a tease.

Not even trying to be coy,

I am completely at ease.

Then the evening ends,

and much fun was had.

Even if I have to pretend,

that the dancing wasn't bad.