Get down boy!

At last night’s class I danced with a guy who’s breath smelled like he’d eaten a bowl of dog food before leaving the house. God alone knows what he’d really eaten. It was pretty vile and was distracting to say the least. I guess it wouldn’t have been quite so bad in closed embrace, with my head facing away, but in open it was sort of in my face. What’s a girl to do?

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3 Comments on “Get down boy!”

  1. jantango Says:

    This has NEVER happened to me in a milonga in Buenos Aires. The men take special care in what they eat before a milonga or wait to eat afterwards. They make sure the only smell a woman notices on them is their cologne. Perish the thought that one would have doggie breath!

    I would have either thanked the man at the end of the first dance and returned to my table; or gotten into his embrace with my head next to his and away from his mouth. Give him some mints and hope he gets the message.

  2. Arlene Says:

    I’m with Jan on this one!

  3. It was in a class and we were following instructions. I’ve managed to avoid him since and will continue to do so. There are plenty more tangueros in the tango tank 🙂

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