If this doesn't make you want to get up out of your chair, find a dark dance floor and just go crazy, then something may quite possibly be wrong with you. "Hypster Hysteria", from Vienna's Crème Prulée.
Pretty sure this is what it's like to be inside a hipster's brain when they find out that their weed stash has been all used up by their roommate. (I kid, I kid)
You go run arlong and dance now. IT'S FRIDAYYYYYYY