Motown Police

Critter went to a teen dance club Friday night with some of her friends. She looked tired, but happy, when she came home from the sleepover.

"How was it," we asked.

"Hot."

"What did you do?"

"Danced. Talked with friends."

"What kind of music did they play? 80's music?"

"Yeah. They played that 'Respect' song," she replied.

I frowned. "R-E-S-P-E-C-T? Find out what it means to me?"

She nodded. I'm sure the Motown Police will be at our door soon to re-educate her on music history.