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Back in the early 1990s, when most people in Boston dance clubs were trying to master the Running Man or perfect their MC Hammer shuffle, my friend Andre Lewis brought something truly original to the floor: the Chicken.
September 27, 2025 at 12:06 PM
Back in the early 1990s, when most people in Boston dance clubs were trying to master the Running Man or perfect their MC Hammer shuffle, my friend Andre Lewis brought something truly original to the floor: the Chicken.
No, not the funky line dance, I mean an actual chicken. Arms flapping, head bobbing, knees bouncing, Andre would strut across the floor like he had just escaped from a barnyard and found the DJ booth.
The funny thing is, people loved it.
The funny thing is, people loved it.
September 27, 2025 at 12:06 PM
No, not the funky line dance, I mean an actual chicken. Arms flapping, head bobbing, knees bouncing, Andre would strut across the floor like he had just escaped from a barnyard and found the DJ booth.
The funny thing is, people loved it.
The funny thing is, people loved it.
At first, the crowd gave him puzzled looks, but then they started clearing space—like he was some kind of poultry-powered Moses parting the Red Sea of club kids. By the end of the night, you’d see strangers flapping along with him, trying to capture that same feathered magic.
September 27, 2025 at 12:05 PM
At first, the crowd gave him puzzled looks, but then they started clearing space—like he was some kind of poultry-powered Moses parting the Red Sea of club kids. By the end of the night, you’d see strangers flapping along with him, trying to capture that same feathered magic.
To this day, when I hear certain 90s beats, I half expect Andre to come bursting in, clucking his way through the bassline, reminding us all that sometimes the best move is the one nobody else would dare to try.
September 27, 2025 at 12:05 PM
To this day, when I hear certain 90s beats, I half expect Andre to come bursting in, clucking his way through the bassline, reminding us all that sometimes the best move is the one nobody else would dare to try.
Fankly, I think Jimmy Kimmel will be more upset that the real scandal isn’t Bob Iger’s politics, but that the space lasers have apparently stopped controlling the weather.
September 20, 2025 at 10:11 PM
Fankly, I think Jimmy Kimmel will be more upset that the real scandal isn’t Bob Iger’s politics, but that the space lasers have apparently stopped controlling the weather.
This post remind me of Nellie Oleson from Little House on the Prairie!
September 2, 2025 at 1:45 AM
This post remind me of Nellie Oleson from Little House on the Prairie!
I’ve done my best, thank you!
August 4, 2025 at 4:21 PM
I’ve done my best, thank you!
