But then again, that second song just doesn’t fit with the action. At least there’s a lot more to enjoy this time around, thanks to the expanded cast. My fave is the fat guy dressed as Goro…

Fave part would have to be the 2:15 mark, in which they take advantage of the back of the truck that comes out of nowhere and then immediately speeds off. Could have been bad news there.

And because they were at Times Square, would have been nice to see them mess around in the Port Authority subway station, and do a jig for the wacky job Scientologists and Pro Lifers. That’s some comedy gold waiting to be harvested.

Via Rock, Paper, Shotgun: strutting your stuff as a mage or android assassin has been a staple in virtually MMO since the dawn of time. Because there’s no better way to emphasize the fact that you just robbed someone of all their mana (or whatever the hell that you actually do in World of Warcraft and the like than immediately doing the funky chicken. With the best part being how it usually leaves you totally exposed, so someone else can beat the crap out of you and nab those spoils of war.

But not in Star Wars: The Old Republic, at least for the time being. There’s a glitch in which dancing equals invisibility. If someone is shooting at you, the bullets will simply bounce off, as seen in the following…

Folks have tried bringing the issue up, via the official Old Republic forums, and the mods there have done their best to quickly eliminate all mention of the exploit. LOL BioWare and EA. One has to assume it’s being worked on, but till them, they just don’t want anyone talking about it, which would encourage others to cheat, or something like that.

Now, instead of simply reposting that clip of a bunch of people dancing in the game, via the source, here instead is a Star Wars character dancing IRL, on the streets of Tokyo to be exact. It’s kinda cute…

I don’t really blame that chick for starting a fight at all. That girl in the Adidas hoodie is rocking the stage with some serious moves that both pop and lock and this stereotypical assless Russian broad has to wander through doing some sort of half-assed humpty hump? She deserves to get her head yanked around for that insult.

Either way, the winner of the video is clearly that daschund. If someone drops a key in my hallway, my dog reacts like there’s a nuclear attack being committed by some guy in a sausage costume. Meanwhile, that dog wandered into the set of “Step Up 3: The Battle for St. Petersburg” and it just leisurely walks across the stage looking for a nap. Have to respect that.

Girl Fight At The Dance Battle [Buzzfeed]

I’m putting the over-under on Putin’s rebuttal video at 3 days. Like, “go ahead and do your modified running man in a well-lit party with a guest list of 10 and a DJ from hell, Dmitri. But don’t mind me when I hit up youtube with a vid of me rolling my face off to Deadmau5 at a Burlusconi bunga bunga surrounded by high class prostitutes. Just gotta prove I’m still the one running this bitch.”

Only thing left to say here is if you’re planning on making a video that may go viral, take the extra 30 seconds to throw on some pants. Otherwise, you might have a tough time cashing in your fame card with the ladies. Nothing says “40-year-old virgin” like documented evidence that you spend your days kickin’ it with your dancing dog in undergarments of questionable length.

There is no way that the girl in the furry hat wasn’t on board with whatever this little dude was selling. And good for him, she was the cutest of the trio anyway. He should have grabbed her and started dancing with her too. Assuming they don’t sell a Dora the Explorer brand of pepper spray.

Good work, kid. I’m just glad Web cams weren’t around when I busted a similar performance to Bobby Brown’s “My Prerogative”. Sadly, that’s not even a punchline but actually something that happened.

Girls Can’t Handle Kid’s Swag At Apple Store [Reddit]

I’ve seen enough of this man’s talents to agree with Gabe over at Videogum that this old dog deserves a spot on “Dancing with the Stars”. Not as a celebrity, but as one of the professional dancers guiding Kirstie Alley through her journey. He could craft a dance in which he swigs from a beer, pulls strings, and controls her like a parade float. It’s what she’s been training for all her life.

Why Don’t You Put This Elderly Drunk Man On Dancing With The Stars Then? [Videogum]

If you think about this in a somewhat metaphysical way, it starts to make sense. This dance isn’t so much about the gameplay itself as it is the game concept as a whole. The premise is that this guy is as qualified to have a video of himself dancing online as Mario is to be a doctor. If a fat Italian guy came out of a plumbing career ranting about crushing evil turtles and talking mushrooms, then tried to convince me there are slightly adorable monsters inside my body and I need his colorful pills to cure them, I’m pretty sure I’d be reluctant to take him seriously as a medical professional.

Say what you will about the fact that his dance moves may have resembled a seizure, that old man can sling it. You know with those Pakistani rhythms that Grandpa is still getting it in on the regular. And he’s making it work.

I also enjoy the kids’ complete no-sell of Grandpa’s dancing. Is this a common occurrence in this household? I guess adorable Grandpa dance becomes less cute when he does it everyday at 4PM.

Pakistani Grandpa Just Murdering the Dance Floor [Barstool Sports]

I just hope the families who live near the “Got to Dance” studios survived the tremors with a minimal amount of catastrophe. The obvious comparison is Susan Boyle, only minus the talent, looks, and ability to stand upright without convulsing off-rhythm to a 15 year-old song.

best audition ever [EpicPonyz]

Legitimate question for the black dudes who like sloppy girls built like this: Why? I get the big butts thing. Really, who amongst us doesn’t like a nice firm bit of extra cushioning back there? But this? You might as well stick your genitals into a vat of chunky radioactive waste. It’d probably smell more pleasant and lead to less of a genetic disaster anyway.

This is the biggest testament to the beauty and power of the Internet. Someone is gaining fame for doing a dance that a dead guy did thirty years ago. Looking forward to watching someone do the Twist or the Charleston to the tune of 40 million YouTube views. The wonders of technology!

As cute as the clip is, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t hope he slipped on an apple juice spill in aisle six and snapped his fibula the second he got off camera. I hope his leg got as rolled back as Walmart’s low low prices.

That girl is a real trooper to come out smiling after getting humped and sent two rows deep into the crowd. She just gets right back up there and tries to get some more, like a modern day Wile E. Coyote, only with crazy but well-thought-out schemes replaced by alcohol and a willingness to disappoint her parents.

Getting humped off the stage [Dooby Brain]

So I’m not 100% sure I’d enjoy this. I like a fine rear like a Frenchman enjoys a fine wine (I like ones that smell like wood or fragrant berries), but I don’t know that I want a woman with an ass like a beanbag chair smashing it in my face over and over again. That just sounds potentially nose-breakingly painful. Or like you might come out looking as though you dipped your face into a fresh bowl of brownie batter. Either way, I find this video compelling, but merely a C+ to fap to.

Butt Fighting: The Violent Dance Craze Continues [Gawker]

You may surprised to learn that this video was not created at the Junior Statesmen of America’s National conference. I’m sure these fine young ladies were just taking a break from researching old Supreme Court cases for their mock trial clubs before deciding to do an impromptu dance session. We’re in good hands America.

Ironically, the primary way one would get a stanky leg is by having one of these lovely young ladies rubbing up on your thigh at “da cluuuuub.” It’ll smell like your leg just took a trip to the Chicken of the Sea factory.

Israeli airport security officers made an African American member of the New York-based Alvin Ailey dance troupe perform steps for them before letting him enter the country, the group said on Tuesday.

The group said airport officials had provided no explanation about the treatment of Abdur-Rahim Jackson, who has a Muslim father but is engaged to a fellow dancer who is Jewish with a large family in Israel.

Jackson was pulled aside from the rest of the troupe on arrival at Israel’s Ben Gurion airport and taken to a room where he was questioned by the security officers, said a spokesman for the group.

“They asked him who he was and what he does and also about his name. He showed them the group’s program with his picture and said he was a dancer,” the spokesman said.

“The officers then told him, ‘If you are a dancer, then dance’, so he showed them some dance moves.”

The spokesman said Jackson was no stranger to this kind behavior because he had been asked to do the same during a visit to the Dominican Republic.

Jackson had no problem with the questioning but was “deeply saddened” by the demand for him dance, said the spokesman.

That’s Abdur-Rahim Jackson pictured above. Based upon that appearance, he’s fortunate that all they made him do was dance. He’s fortunate he didn’t get coerced into deep throating a cock that smells like feta cheese (lolcuzpeoplefromthedesertsaredirty).

All this does is remind me of how I wish I had one of my previous lives back in the Old West. I’d have been a sheriff shooting at everyone’s feet and telling them to dance. Then one day, some stranger would have come into town and said he needed to clean it up because the law wasn’t doing its job. That hurt me, Tex. I have feelings too.