I was just reminded of something that happened to me years ago. I have strong German ancestry on both sides. Despite my name not being spelled the same, I am, nonetheless, a German Shepard. One of the kids in town that used to ride atv's had the house where everyone congregate. When his mother figured out I was a German Shepard, she invented what she called the "German Shepard Dance", which she promptly demonstrated to me. Or ON me, more appropriately. It only reinforced my lifelong commitment to remaining drug and alcohol free.
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