Correy Can't Dance

     So Stephanie, Correy and I were clueless as to what we were going to do one night. So we decided to get together anyway and see where the night took us. We picked Correy up for one of the first times at his house without scuba gear needing to be piled into the car at super speed because we were running late.
Anyway, we pull up and we see Correy do one of his funny backward looking glances while he laughs (one of his laughs that is still so memorable in my head), and he sees and shouts, "Ashley! Stephanie!" And I'd always shout back, "MONKEY!"
 

     Anyway he gets in the car and we start our adventure... we all loved to try and get lost, and we would for about twenty minutes and then we'd find our way back to a freeway or a major street we knew the name of. We ended up at one of those major lights and Thriller came on the radio. Stephanie and I got out of the car and started doing what we thought was an awesome and accurate impression of Michael Jackson (I'm sure others would disagree). The light turned green and there was no one behind us so we made Correy get out of the car or we threatened we wouldn't move the car. So he got out (and I wish we had a video camera then) and starts kicking his legs all around and pointing his fingers and quickly got back in as a car finally approached us from behind. So we jumped in and decided to get lost again.
 

      I don't know how we got into a target conversation, but we did as we girls often did and wanted to make a target stop for a Grease CD. So while in Target there was one of those music demos for CDS that Target had created like for different genres. So as we're listening we are dancing and singing at the top of our lungs (Correy included), and we probably did that for about an hour until some Target worker asked if we needed any help (probably thought there was something wrong with us) haha. We finally got our Grease CD along with some of the CDs we heard on the demo.
 

     We hop back in the car and start heading for Stephanie's house. We popped in the Grease CD and Correy knew absolutely no Grease songs! We were flabbergasted! We finally pulled up the driveway, and then... Grease Lightening starts playing. We turned up the song sooooo loud and we start dancing on the lawn "Go Grease Lightning, You're cutting up the quarter mile... Grease Lightning Go Grease Lightning." Correy caught on quick to the dance and before you knew it, he was singing and asked to play it in the house to dance again. I must admit... Correy can't dance! Even the most simplest dances. I loved every moment of that night!

(Ashley Caraway)