"As long as the music is playing, youve got to get up and dance."
Regards,
That makes sense...also, somewhat off subject, the opening paragraph about “going out” reminded me of the scene in Inglorious Basterds where the British spy, discovered by a Nazi, and knowing he’s doomed, drops his phony accent and sez “Well ole chap, if I got to go, I’d like to go out speaking the Kings - and drinking good scotch.”
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