I went into a gay bar one night(it was Friday night and I was stupid enough to be wearing trainers- long story. It was the only place that would allow me). I'm straight, but I still impressed one of the best-looking guys there when I was 'busting moves' and 'being groovy'. I went away not knowing what to feel.
I settled for 'mildly happy'- that I can impress anyone by dancing. :-D
There, that's turned the thread into more of a coffee chat. I'll have a G & T now.
Incidentally, I'm 19. But a cross between a mature 19-year-old and an immature 19-year-old. :-)