I couldn’t really say anything before (they make you sign an NDA when you leave the country) but this is what Japan is really like. People are freaking out for Pocky, all the live-long day. Dancing, singing, losing their mind. It’s like an anime convention.
It’s alright for the first few weeks but by the end it’s like that Porky Pig cartoon where by the end he’d kill and eat his own mother just to get out of those dancing shoes. Like “I just need to go to the Lawson to get fried chicken and beer, I don’t have time for an elaborate dance number right now.”
Still, Japan’s pretty great.
– Chris (via)