So, we needed to test our theory of repulsion. Purely for evidence, we attended a dance at our high school. It sucked. Here's the low down on our throw down.
We started off trying to find a group to pop and lock it with (mind you no one was dancing). We followed a friend of ours who we attended the dance with. Then, met up with some class mates we thought we could have a good time with. There was an extremely awkward atmosphere as we tried our best moves out on the floor. This could be because half were grinding and half really didn't know how to dance.
We danced to every other verse of the songs and randomly half of our group looked at eachother and walked off the dance floor leaving us to fend for ourselves. We went to find them, but upon our return, our spots were taken.
Naturally, we tried to find another spot and as a last resort were forced to the outskirts of the mob. There we were, dancing in the open next to the outcasts and the rent-a-cops and the Spanish teachers that double as chaperones. Humiliating to say the least. Finally, we got toward the inside and started dancing with another friend. A bunch of weirdees kept grinding at us and shoving us back to desolation. Literally, after 45 minutes we had even rejected the rejects.
Official Experiment #1 confirmed our prior hypothesis of repulsion.
Stay tuned for the experiment.
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