My family finally guilted me into joining a gym. Most of my day consists of sitting in front of a computer, or sitting in a car, so I can drive somewhere to sit at a computer. So it’s probably a good thing that I’m now moving a little bit some of the time.

One of the perks that sold me on the gym was the promise of free “Hip-Hop Dance Classes” included with your membership. I’ve always been interested in taking a hip-hop dance class, but I never had a clear visual in my head of what “hip-hop dance” actually meant.

I love hip-hop — Jay-Z, Outkast, Snoop Dogg — and dancing to those songs in a club is fun. Well, guys don’t really dance. We just lean like cholos while girls shake their asses on us (god willing!). With the right girls, a dance class like that would be awesome. Sign me up, gym!

Well, I can’t say the class met my expectations, but it did meet my gaypectations, which in turn means that I thought it was Liberace gay.

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