So the other night I walked into the shed and excitedly exclaimed, "Hey-hey guys, it's time to Featherstone".
"Wait a minute, just who do you think you are?", said a little voice.
It was soon followed by many more little voices, "Yeah, yeah, who are you to tell us what to do?"
"Well, hey, I'm just a private and I kinda thought we were all gonna do this thing..."
"Naw, hit it Geddy!"
And Geddy, the SLA's mighty Synth player, gets the party started...
And the dance party lasted well into the following day. Boy, are my legs tired.