(Steve dancing in kitchen, grunting, gyrating, and moon walking)
Stan: Steve, it's a beautiful afternoon. Shouldn't you be outside with your friends, turning my tool shed into Mordor, or Endor, or something heartbreaking.
Steve: I've given up that dorky pastime and decided to follow my true passion: backup dancing! Look! I'm good! But I don't pull focus… Work it, dad. You're the star! Thrust it! Ungh! Thrust it! Ungh! Then hide the reveal.
Stan: We really should've spaced out your vaccinations!
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