Yay! I remember that from when I was wee. There seemed to be some sort of trope in cartoons, when they wanted to introduce seduction, it was "trot out the belly dancers!" That and the occasional "North Africa as Interzone" black-and-white spy thriller and the OPEC oil crisis was my only exposure to the Middle East until I started going to Spain.
One time, when I was very little, we hosted the annual extended family Christmas at our house (first and last time), and I decided to do a "Cleopatra" dance for everyone to the tune of "There's a place in France, where the naked ladies dance" or whatever it's called. I thought I was doing very well until one of my uncles asked "Does she need to go to the bathroom?"
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Date: 2006-03-24 11:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-24 11:59 pm (UTC)One time, when I was very little, we hosted the annual extended family Christmas at our house (first and last time), and I decided to do a "Cleopatra" dance for everyone to the tune of "There's a place in France, where the naked ladies dance" or whatever it's called. I thought I was doing very well until one of my uncles asked "Does she need to go to the bathroom?"
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Date: 2006-03-25 02:32 am (UTC)