I was a member of a 60 person dance-crew in Jacksonville. We were called "Dance Dance Resolution: We Resolve to Dance." One day, Donkey Doug and I got into a fight because I'd framed his girlfriend for boogie board theft. So he started a new dance crew called #DougLife, and immediately challenged us to a dance-off. He said, "meet us inside the abandoned orange-juice factory at midnight."
That night, as the clock struck twelve, me and my crew came together, with a determination we had never shown before — and slashed all their tires. It was dope. The end. By Jason Mendoza.

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