Yogurt -5minutefreewrite
His hip was shaking like a motorola phone on vibrate.
"Mere Yogurt never stopped a moving man!" The room was filled with Yogurt.
Patricia had started pumping yogurt into his dance basement after he'd been dancing nonstop for 36 hours, hoping to slow him down, or at least give him sustenance and cool him. She had been truckin' when she noticed his live feed was still on from their facetime of the previous night. She went directly to his place and put the yogurt pipe into the window and started pumping.
He'd forgotten to end the call before turning on the radio. Unfortunately for so many people in the tri-county area, WWOW was playing nonstop irresistible dancing tunes.
The yogurt rose to his ears. Finally, the radio was drowned out. He stopped. He floated in that basement full of yogurt, wondering just how many had died.
HAHAHA! This was a very psychedelic read, man! I would've never thought of yogurt as a means of stopping a 36-hour dance off haha! For God's sake, Patricia, turn the fucking radio off first before pumping the basement full of yogurt jeez!
If she hears the music, though, she'll start uncontrollably dancing. YOU GOTTA BE CAREFUL.
Oooohhhhh ahhhh! I didn't read it that way! That's a good gotcha!