Once upon a time in my college days, I walked into an all-black party. I was the only white girl.

I proceeded to the dance floor and began to dance. I did my best interpretation of 'Coming to America' beginning dance.

Once the song was finished, I waited for my ass to be beat. 

There was a pause, "Oh shit, here it comes," I whispered to myself. 

Instead of a black eye, I received a roar of claps and love, and thus started a dance circle. 

I always believed in doing something that made me sweat everyday, and that night was still one of the best!