And that my friends is the definition of “giving zero fucks.” It was taken across of the XYZ Tavern on Detroit Avenue on Sunday. This guy right here just cutting a rug in public and not caring who films him. That’s when you know you’re a good dancer, when you’re confident enough in your moves to bust them out in broad daylight at a public bus stop. That takes balls, man. I’m sure the only time most of us are confident enough to dance like this is when we’re about 7 drinks deep at a wedding with an open bar.
We needed this today, Cleveland. After getting our hopes up that our football franchise would one day think outside the box, we needed something mindless and funny to take our brains off of such a big letdown. This guy right here dances to the beat of his own drum. A rebel. An outlaw. A great fucking dancer.
All I ask is that someone get him some new 2015 ear buds and not the Sony Discman 1999 headphones he’s sporting here
Related: There’s a good chance this guy is just coming from a bar and is still dancing after he saw JR Smith’s dunk on Sunday v the Knicks
Bottlegate 