Dating in the 60's

It was a hot Saturday evening in the summer of 1964, and Fred had a date
with Peggy.

He arrived at her house and rang the bell.

'Oh, come on in!' Peggy's mother said 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. Mum brought the iced tea.

'So, what are you and Peggy planning to do tonight?' she asked.

'Oh, probably catch a film, and then maybe grab a bite to eat at the Berni
Inn, maybe take a walk on the beach..'

'Peggy likes to screw, you know,' Mum informed him.

'Really?' Fred replied, his eyebrows rising.  'Oh yes,' the mother
continued, 'When she goes out with her friends, that's all they do! Screw,
again and again !!'

'Is that so?' asked Fred, incredulous.

'Yes,' said the mother.'As a matter of fact, she'd screw all night if we let
her!'  'Well, thanks for the tip!' Fred said as he began thinking about
alternative plans for the evening.

A moment later, Peggy came down the stairs looking pretty as a picture,
wearing a pink blouse and a hooped skirt, and with her hair tied back in a
bouncy ponytail.She greeted Fred.

'Have fun, kids!' the mother said as they left.

Two hours later, a completely disheveled Peggy burst into the house and

slammed the front door behind her.

'The Twist, Mum!' she angrily yelled to her mother in the kitchen.  'The
bloody dance is called the Twist !!!'