An inspiring work of unprecedented magnitude, chronicling the struggles, conflicts, and ultimately triumphs of some people what do stuff. Also, some Brisbane kids talk about Dance Dance Revolution a bit.
Filled With Sweat. And Loooooooove!!!!
Okay. So Tigris and I did the DDr thang, and despite my hammered knee (thanks to my bloody
czat!!!), I wasn't able to display my usual fly stylin's of bad ass n00bness to all of Tops. I did, however, score a B in Superstar in Standard and aced it with AA in light with a 1.5 speed and boost.
Sure, it's not some big bad assed MAX300 victory or nothing, but considering I haven't played for over 2 months, I think that was a pretty fair effort. Now, onto this competition thingy.
What is it, where do I go and how much physical abuse will I recieve if I deem it necessary to carry on like one of those old guys from the Muppet Show?
And don't tell me it won't be warranted. I've seen a video on the net taken at some competition of some fat guy THAT TOOK UP THE WHOLE DAMN STAGE dancing to "It's Raining Men" (Yes, Panic, I know I've taunted you by selecting that song before) and receiving bundles of applause for toasting it in standard mode. What were they applauding? The fact that whales can do DDR too?