Flash mob videos make me feel like Charlie Brown. Or the Grinch. Or Kim Jong-un. Or some other sad fictional character. “Sigh, look at everyone having fun, dancing without a care in the world. Don’t they realize how stupid they look and we’re all gonna die? HEY JERKS, GET OUTTA THE STREET. I’M WALKING HERE.” But then I watched a Charlie Brown Christmas-themed flash mob, featuring all of the hippest dances, including the Frankenstein and Dear God Are His Shoulders Attached to His Scalp, and all the hate vanished. Unlike the stink lines around Pigpen.
Someone should really get that looked at.
