It was a hot Saturday evening in the summer of 1960 and Fred had a first date with Peggy Sue. He arrived at her house promptly and rang the bell.
"Oh, come on in!" Peggy Sue's mother gushed as she welcomed Fred in. "Have a seat in the living room. Would you like something to drink? Lemonade? Iced tea?"
"Iced tea, please," Fred said.
Mom brought the iced tea. "So, what are you and Peggy planning to do tonight?" she asked, clasping her hands.
"Oh, probably catch a movie at the drive-in, and then maybe grab a bite to eat at the malt shop, maybe take a walk down by the lake..."
"Peggy likes to screw, you know," Mom informed him with a smile.
"Uh...really?" Fred replied, his eyebrows jumping.
"Oh, yes!" the mother continued. "When she goes out with her friends, that's all they do! Screw."
"Is that so?" asked Fred, incredulous.
"Yes," said the mother happily. "As a matter of fact, she'd screw all night if we'd let her!"
Fred gulped. "Well, thanks for the tip," he said, as he quickly began thinking about alternate plans for the evening.
A moment later, Peggy Sue came down the stairs looking pretty as a picture, wearing a pink blouse and full circle skirt, her blonde hair tied back in a bouncy ponytail. "Hi, Fred!"
"You look beautiful," Fred said, and smiled, trying to avoid a leer.
"Have fun, kids," the mother said as they left.
Half an hour later, a completely disheveled Peggy Sue burst into the
house and slammed the front door behind her. "The Twist, Mom!" she angrily yelled at her mother. "The damned dance is called the TWIST!"
