Two Left Feet

Being from Texas, people assume I can dance. You know two step, line dance, Cotton Eye Joe. Unfortnely, I have no grace whatsoever. I am able to go through the motions. Toe Two, Heel Two, Stomp Two, Grapevine Right. I can follow the steps. I just don't look good doin' it! Last night we had an Amazing Bar B Q at our American Association. About 20 people cooked for two days to make a Taste of Texas right here in Kuala Lumpur. And a Fabulous Canadian was chosen to lead our line dancing for the evening. She made a valient attempt to teach me the steps so I could help lead. I am pretty sure she had no idea how hard that would be. I mananged to stomp my way thru Gretchen Wilson, almost fell over during the Electric Slide and only stepped on one person's foot during Joe. I do believe the next time someone says "Aren't you from Texas? Can you help?" I'm going to say I'm from North Dakota. Isn't it too cold there to dance? Cheers! The Travelin' Texan.