So there are a shit load of Frenchies in this here city and as much as I love your sexy accents, your delicious croissants and having legit Duty Free Marlboros....you can't dance.
Note to people taking up my dance space:
MOVING YOUR ARMS AROUND IN REPEATING PATTERNS DOES NOT QUALIFY YOU TO DANCE ON A STAGE, SPEAKER or ANYWHERE FOR THAT MATTER.
You think you're so good. Well guess what? It's so easy, this 4 year old does it BETTER!
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