Shimmy Shimmy Ya

I cannot for the life of me stop thinking about a DirkJohn meetcute of John looking for a job and wandering into a windowless shop with a HELP WANTED sign, because hey! He is help! And also broke! Only to find himself immediately confronted with a row of disturbingly aberrant vibrators and some badly dressed anime brodude sitting behind the counter reading The Cyborg Manifesto while Ol’ Dirty Bastard’s “Shimmy Shimmy Ya” plays in what he has discovered to be a fucking adult boutique and promptly takes out a whole stand of novelty sex coupons/booklets in his hasty exit.