A wonderful memory....this was back in the mid 60's during my 'fox era'. Husband at the time, I, and another couple from his workplace went to a real Octoberfest. This was held in a large poleshed type building, real live German band, German food, German Beer, hall full of heavey wooden picknic tables, harvest type decorations, the whole thing. Anyway, I got to the point that someone challenged me that if I would dance on the table, he would drink beer out of my suede-patent 3" pump. So I went for it and must have danced on the table until people began gathering around and clapping. Being rather embarrased at that point because I was the center of attention, I began to pull one after the other of men standing around the table up onto the table to dance with me and yelled at the band to keep the music going. I am told I danced for over an hour with at least 20 different men. I quit dancing when they had to close for the night by Mich. law.
Don't remember much of the ride home, but do remember taking off the panithose with the feet absolutely schredded and the lovely dress pumps soggey with beer. One guy (have absolutely no idea who) telephoned for over a week trying to 'meet' me. Husband at the time thought it was a hoot. Worst hangover ever.
Thanks, Mary, for the memory. talley / Judy