-- ectoBiologist [EB] (accidentally) began pestering entranceway 05 -- [Video]

[hamburellakind]

[So someone's getting pretty into music now. For no particular reason. Specifically this music. It's good stuff to practice his windy thing too. By dancing. Aaaand singing along.]

What you gon' do with all that junk

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[urnewkingbitch]

[What is John doing? Something derpy, he's sure. At first it's an idle thing, and then...for serious? This is now being recorded, John. He's going to wait and see what happens for now.]

[video forever]

[hamburellakind]

[Booty shaking at the camera. That is what is happening.]

[urnewkingbitch]

[It's times like this that people should realize that Johnny Quest here isn't as innocent as he seems. He's counting the minutes that the derp doesn't notice.]

[hamburellakind]

[Upside down spins like a breakdancer whoooooooa!]

[urnewkingbitch]

[This is ironically better than the original music video. Good job, Egbert, Dave is proud of you.]

[hamburellakind]

[Ooh, ahh, unf unf. Can you even see how fast his hips are moving?

And I was like, baby, baby, baby, ooooh!]

[urnewkingbitch]

[Where the hell he learned those moves, the blond doesn't want to know. Not ever. It's better to keep that a Mystery of Life.

Dave mutes his end before going to get a snack, taking his portable magic journal with him. He doesn't want to miss anything.]

[hamburellakind]

[Wiggle wiggle yeah yeah!]

[urnewkingbitch]

[He's actually kind of glad this isn't Lady Marmalade.

He thinks up some apple juice--in a glass okay--and some tasty sandwiches at the dining room, and starts the trek back to his room.]

[hamburellakind]

[It'd be worse if it was, probably.

To the left to the left. \o\]

[urnewkingbitch]

[Goodness yes, and then add in some sexy French to the mix.

Is he really doing the Cupid Shuffle?]

[hamburellakind]

[Probably. I don't know this dance but maybe he does.

Shimmy shimmy shimmyBACKFLIP.]

[urnewkingbitch]

[It wouldn't be surprising.

Just gonna chow down on these sandwiches like it's popcorn while working on some remixes.]

[hamburellakind]

[And around and around and-- OH OH NO.

Time for some heavy blushing.]

Uh...hi, Dave!

[urnewkingbitch]

[Dave turns his head, putting his headphones around his neck and finishes chewing his bite of sandwich. Damn those things are good.

His mouth moves, but no sound comes out. Actually, there's no sound on his end of the connection at all!

Guess who forgot he put his journal on mute?]

[hamburellakind]

Um...what?