Dance like everyone is watching - some one's bound to have a videocamera anyway

One of the axioms of the theatre is "The show must go on." It's something I live by.

So even though I disliked the group and dispised the skit that we put together, and couldn't belive half my group didn't notice that when "Romeo and Dick Cheney get married" that they were GAY.

But when we had some technical difficulties stoped the show, I still pushed it along. The music for the club scene didn't start, I started dancing anyway, even though the people who were supposed to dance just stood there looking befuddled. And since they still didn't start dancing with me, I supplied the tune of "Play that funky music white boy" since that's came out of my mouth.

Eventualy, they started to dance and the play continued. I also had to do a little fixing where they played a diffrent entrance song for me, so I came out anyway and did the can-can. Then they actually played my song cue and I did the can-can again.

MST3K Fic: Racing, and Pacing, and Plotting the Course (G)

Title: Racing, and Pacing, and Plotting the Course
Fandom: MST3K
Characters: Torgo
Prompt: Winter
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Author's Notes: The first thing when I saw the speed skaters? "Someone been hitting the thigh master?" or possiblely "They're all saytars!" I'm not sure.
Table: Twincityhacker's Table of Frolicing Fics

Racing, and Pacing, and Plotting the Course

He stood flexing at the starting line. Bending down for the start, he glared at his competitor and held still to wait for the shot. When the bang went off, he didn't think at all. His skates bit into the ice as he pushed himself against the ice, going faster and faster across the slick surface. He flew across the ice trying to beat the competition, beat everyone. His body felt like it was being consumed by fire as he crossed the ten thousand meter finish line.

Gasping, Torgo looked at the ranking board. Silver. The Master would not approve.