Dance Dance Revolution

Josh: Do you want to play DDR?
Me: Here or in the basement?
Josh: Right here. *starts jumping up and down*
Josh *singing*: da da da de ddr *more indistinguishable noises in a sing song voice*
*Josh grabs my hand and pretends it is a control, pushing pretend buttons on my fingers*
Josh: Do you want to play this one? Beeep! Or this one? Beeep! Beeep!
Me: Sure.
Josh: Okay. *starts jumping up and down again singing* My dad my dad my dad and the house and the fire and my dad is on fire.
Me: Josh, that's not nice.
Josh: Oooo, do you want to do this one? *points to my gold ring*
Me: Yea.
Josh *jumps up and down and sings*: And the circle and the bat and the flower and the gold mine and the fire the house is on fire and the pillows are on fire.
Josh *sees my other ring*: Ooo, let's do the other ring.
Me: Okay.
Josh *starts to jump up and down but freezes in a cat-like claw position*: That one is too hard.

This went on for twenty minutes. The songs were longer and crazier. I'm sure he did stuff I can't remember.