You know those dance video games at arcades? The ones where you're supposed to keep up with the footwork on the game, where there's really cheesy music, and for some reason, there are always people loitering around watching? I know why. It's because it's hilarious. Only a certain brand of creepy teenage boy plays these games, and they all look the same doing it. Their faces are serious and unblinking. Their shoulders don't move at all. Their arms are pretty much limp, swaying at the bottom, while they stomp away on the floor of the game in perfect timing. But they are all very territorial. It's not uncommon for one to fill the game with quarters all night long, ignoring rude little kids standing at arms length saying "I want next game." But here's the great thing. I really think this is how they get their glory. I think they mistake the curious stares and barely hidden giggles aimed at them for awe and respect. So they will continue their rituals, probably until a caring acquaintance breaks it to them that they are only hurting themselves, and probably making themselves prime suspects for school violence acts. Until then, go see them, it's great!