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Apparently, years after the first time I waxed rhapsodic about it, listening to the dance remix of the Hamster Dance can still pull me straight from a mild vegetative state into 3 minutes and 33 seconds of ecstatic cardio.
This is the wonderful and terrible power of "Cotton-Eyed Joe" in the hands of small electronic rodents.
(Edit: ...Or, the power of "Whistle Stop" in the hands of small electronic rodents. As the case may be.)
This is the wonderful and terrible power of "Cotton-Eyed Joe" in the hands of small electronic rodents.
(Edit: ...Or, the power of "Whistle Stop" in the hands of small electronic rodents. As the case may be.)