A colonel who is also a bastard.
I honestly have no control over my body when I hear The Hamster Dance.

There’s always that very first moment of IS THAT THE HAMSTER DANCE???

Followed by the inevitable HAMSTER DANCE = CONFIRMED

And then suddenly any shred of dignity or willpower I’ve ever had deserts me completely and every single muscle in my body is just like DANCE FREAK OUT = ACTIVATED

It’s downright Pavlovian. 

Problematic when the iPod is on shuffle. 

Yes it’s on my iPod.

Yes it came on while I was cleaning the kitchen.

Yes I dropped everything and flailed around for about three minutes and thirty seconds.