~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. "Aahhh!" Jory thought to himself. "The Chicken dance? Well, here goes nothing." He took a deep breath, raising his hands up to shoulder length and started opening and closing them like a beak. "This is so crazy,'' Jory muttered but starting to enjoy himself.
Next, he "flapped" his arms like a chicken beating his wings and moved from left to right. "Not bad,'' Jory thought clapping four times.
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