Yes, you read that correctly. The time has come for all those sad saps flailing their limbs like an electrified
starfish to cease, and actually learn for the first time in their sorry lives what it means to break it down and jive and get funky with it, and all that good stuff. For too long has the madness gone on! It must end, here and now! So here and now, I, the Strickin's Resident Dancemaster and Choreographer, will teach, nay, enlighten you about the finer points of motor skills, what it really means to dance, and the ever-important aspect of not falling on your ass. (Unless you learn how to do it really skillfully and add it as part of your dance routine, but that's a different story.)
