Pink Floyd's Dusty Flat

Nick's Boogie

The moment had come. The mighty reckoning. Paul Prenter—aka the Ultimate Thot—was facing off against David Gilmour, Nick Mason, Brian May, and Tim Staffel—esteemed members of the Thot Patrol. However, unlike Paul Prenter's big thot energy and deadly eyelash-batting, Nick and David were only trained in the arrest of thots...not the combatting of them. Suddenly, what seemed to be a soundtrack of sorts started playing from the deepest recesses of the space-time continuum.
"Excuse me, what the fuck?" David asked no one, like, literally. No one was listening to him because they were all fighting for their lives.
"Hahaha lol." Nick laughed as he pranced around with a Thot-trapping contraption. Haha. Pun. Anyways, Brian May, and with the vigor of a thousand guitar solos, may I add, shot guitar strings at Paul Prenter through Fat Bottomed Asteroid, his pet telescope. Paul screamed as he was attacked on all sides, well, mostly...Nick was kind of just...never the matter, he was outnumbered and outmatched. Though the fight was tedious, Brian, Nick, and David eventually won.
"Hahaha lol, but, like, what if there's more of 'em?" Nick asked, feeling slightly off-put.
"No, there won't be any more," David said, "he's their leader. Once he dies they all float off somewhere in the space-time continuum."
"Ah, okay. Very cool." Nick responded, "Super groovy." Oh, I should probably mention—this whole battle went down in a bathroom in a grocery store somewhere. Surprisingly, no one heard the twang of the projectile guitar strings.
Just then, the most horrible thing known to mankind began to ensue—Nick began to move his limbs in accordance to some imaginary jingle. Nick began to dance. Some might call this...Nick's Boogie. Throwing his arms out here and there, shaking his legs (both at the same time, he fell over repeatedly), and...head banging? Either way, it was absolutely terrifying.
"Nick, what the bloody fuck are you doing? God—please stop!" Brian May shrieked.
"Yes, stop! Please! My eyes are hurting and I'm not even looking!" David shouted in agreeance.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME BOOGIE!" Nick screamed. (A/N: I internally cringed while writing this line) Shocked, David and Brian backed away, hopping into a portal backwards. The two sat safe at some cafe, far away...

From Nick's Boogie.