Last week, I was trying to play, and every time I'd pick a song, this kid tried to get me to play on 1.5x. He kept telling me it was easier and that I'd do better, etc. etc. I knew everything he was saying, but I didn't want to do 1.5x, it's cheap. But he wouldn't shut up.
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A day is a drop of water in the ocean of eternity. A week is seven drops.
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A day is a drop of water in the ocean of eternity. A week is seven drops.
There's nothing I hate more than some asshole coming in and trying to act like they're a DDR god, constantly trying to usher me off the machine (sometimes before I'm even done with all my songs) and then playing something like 3 or 4 foot songs. There's nothing I love more than challenging them and either having them turn me down because they're scared or take the challenge and get destroyed.
I play DDR for fun, and a vast majority of the people I've met when I've played have been friendly and encouraging, whether they're better than I or still building they're skills on less difficult songs. I always treat these people the same way they treat me. But every now and then, somebody comes along that's just gotta learn some respect...
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They say music can alter moods and talk to you, but does it load a gun up for you and cock it too?
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