Julie and Jane are outside Power Station(arcade):
Julie just got shoot cause she can't dance!
"He's not having a siezure, he's playing DDR!"
Think of a TV mounted to a carriage, superimposed infront of a platform. Think of four buttons on said platform, each in one of the cardinal directions. You put a token in said device. Suddenly, brightly flashing arrows appear on said screen. You feverishly try to stomp on the buttons corresponding to said flashing arrows, and get a sense of satsifaction as your anime-fattened ass jiggles to the Jap music.
Other people look on, wondering things like; "Is that person having a seizure?" or, "Wow, that's the palst, ugliest, and most zit-covered child throwing a temper-tantrum I've ever seen!"
And now, several hundred people are going to give this definition thumbs down, with thoughts behind said downward-facing digits like: "LI3K OMG KAWAII DAIKERWESU WAI HE HASN'T EVER PLAYED IT MOMO" or "He only hates it because he sucks at it."
I hate it, and I suck at it. I've tried it, and I derive my OPINION (yes, get it through your apparently titanium-coated skulls,) from my experience with the game. Stomping on buttons does not constitute dancing. Any music from Japan sucks the prostate gland of a Capuccin Monkey.
Now, if you haven't tried the game, feel free to do so. Though this matters little, you automatically recieve my condolences for having to be subjected to its horror.
And to any fans of the game...
Just because it's from Japan, doesen't mean it's good.
If you want to dance, go to a choreographer.
USE DEODERANT AFTER WASTING $20 ON IT! DON'T STINK UP MY ARCADES!
Now if you'll excuse me, I have some WoW to attend to. A REAL game.