DDR
Thursday only comes around once a week. We all know Wednesday is better, outside of the very small caveat of “the arcade is closed on Wednesday.” Sometimes you just have to make do with what you’ve got.
Thursday is also trash collection day for my street, so jot that down.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, Thursday, the day that’s worse than Wednesday. Trash day. Am I selling you on this yet?
See, there’s a thing happening. At the Insanity Complex. It involves stepping on arrows. A machine tells you what arrows to step on. It makes a very generous appraisal and refers to this as dancing. It is permissible–nay, encouraged–to allow that assessment to inflate your ego.
Sometimes the arcade machine crashes and steals your tokens, but it seems like that misfortune favors Valentine.
If that doesn’t get you on board, I don’t know what will.