Friday, February 18, 2011

"It's a this way, that way, this way, that!"

Um, my 3rd grade original playground dances were NOT UNLIKE The Michael Scarn.

*The title of this post is lyrics from one of those original dances.


(I know it's backwards, and not great quality, but it just is too good)

I started laughing to tears the moment he started, replayed it over and over and over: ALL TOO FAMILIAR.


But, too bad no one messed up the steps so he wasn't given any chance to explosively "FIRE" them. Yes, guilty. I recall teacher confrontation due to some girls we upset (i.e. "You can't just fire people").
What can I say? We demanded excellence.

Good times. Little tyrants, we were.

POST EDIT:
I knew there'd be a GIF made soon enough! Thanks Tara!

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