Just when you think life can't get more surreal...
In a life full of surreal happenings, last night took the cake.
I finally tried Zumba! Which is super fun and I highly recommend it (it's basically Latin dance inspired aerobics - you shake your ass and dance your pants off for an hour to Reggaeton and Cumbia). My class was taught by a tiny, ripped Japanese woman. Dressed head to toe in black, with wings printed across her ass. Wearing a Madonna earpiece mic and an *eyepatch* and periodically throwing her head back and howling like a wolf. She danced like a bezerker, kicking and punching and leaping and shaking her ass in ways I'm not sure I've ever seen before (the wings! the wings! her ass cheeks flapped independently of one another like her ass was going to actually lift off and fly away!). I was stunned and amazed, and could barely contain the insane giggles. But HOLY CRAP THAT CLASS KICKED MY ASS. As one would expect, from a Zumba class taught by Bezerker Odin.
*iz ded*
I finally tried Zumba! Which is super fun and I highly recommend it (it's basically Latin dance inspired aerobics - you shake your ass and dance your pants off for an hour to Reggaeton and Cumbia). My class was taught by a tiny, ripped Japanese woman. Dressed head to toe in black, with wings printed across her ass. Wearing a Madonna earpiece mic and an *eyepatch* and periodically throwing her head back and howling like a wolf. She danced like a bezerker, kicking and punching and leaping and shaking her ass in ways I'm not sure I've ever seen before (the wings! the wings! her ass cheeks flapped independently of one another like her ass was going to actually lift off and fly away!). I was stunned and amazed, and could barely contain the insane giggles. But HOLY CRAP THAT CLASS KICKED MY ASS. As one would expect, from a Zumba class taught by Bezerker Odin.
*iz ded*