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So you get to the dance class last.
You're late.
We're all in there, standing in nice rows. There's a space at the front (there always is).
So why do you make your own special row by standing in front of me?
And why do you do your dance moves in such a way that you slowly shove me further and further back and to the side until, eventually, when I do the sequence of two steps to the left I end up hitting the Spin bikes?
Why?
Are you a moron?
Are you pathalogically selfish?
Are you devoid of periferal vision?
Are you completely oblivious to anyone around you?
And, just by the way, you dance like an elephant on acid.
Hell is other people.
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