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Idiot in Wal-Mart
#4: Dance around to Cha Cha Slide, yelling, “Come on, everyone! Join in!”
I eventually had to go find Trevor again. I needed his help with this one:
He probably wouldn’t help me, but oh well. I grinned at him as I found him, making him give me an odd look. “I’m kinda scared to ask.”
“I need your help.”
“With what?” I handed him my list, and pointed it out. “No, I am not dancing. Sorry ’bout your luck.”
“Please?” I gave him my puppy dog eyes.
“No.” I don’t give up so easily. “Absolutely not.”
“Please, please, plleeeaaaassssseeeeee?”
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“I. Don’t. Dance.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t.”
“Why?”
“You’re annoying me again.”
“Why?” I figured that I’ll just annoy him to agree.
“Because you’re annoying.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know why!”
“Why?”
“Fine! I’ll dance! Will you just shut up?” I told you so!
“Yay!” I hugged him and ran around the Wal-Mart to the girls’ bathroom. I grabbed my backpack and ran back over to him. I handed him my iPod, grinning like an idiot. “Number five, please.”
“Whatever.” He rolled his dark eyes at me, playing the song. I already started dancing. The Cha Cha Slide is a classic! You cannot deny dancing to it!
I was dancing to the original version (not the radio edit you all are probably used to), and it’s over six minutes… When, somewhere in the middle of it, I fell asleep.
#4: Dance around to the Cha Cha Slide, yelling, “Come on, everyone! Join in!”
He probably wouldn’t help me, but oh well. I grinned at him as I found him, making him give me an odd look. “I’m kinda scared to ask.”
“I need your help.”
“With what?” I handed him my list, and pointed it out. “No, I am not dancing. Sorry ’bout your luck.”
“Please?” I gave him my puppy dog eyes.
“No.” I don’t give up so easily. “Absolutely not.”
“Please, please, plleeeaaaassssseeeeee?”
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“I. Don’t. Dance.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t.”
“Why?”
“You’re annoying me again.”
“Why?” I figured that I’ll just annoy him to agree.
“Because you’re annoying.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know why!”
“Why?”
“Fine! I’ll dance! Will you just shut up?” I told you so!
“Yay!” I hugged him and ran around the Wal-Mart to the girls’ bathroom. I grabbed my backpack and ran back over to him. I handed him my iPod, grinning like an idiot. “Number five, please.”
“Whatever.” He rolled his dark eyes at me, playing the song. I already started dancing. The Cha Cha Slide is a classic! You cannot deny dancing to it!
I was dancing to the original version (not the radio edit you all are probably used to), and it’s over six minutes… When, somewhere in the middle of it, I fell asleep.