It's no secret that Boiseans are fans of TMP. Hell, according to The New York Times, we could be considered stalkers. But it's not all our fault. The TMP dancers are always out, dancing in the streets, office buildings and other random places you don't expect to be exposed to an enrosque or approached by an arabesque. Spurbans, or Spontaneous Urban dances, can happen any time, any place, even right in the middle of your office. It's hard not to fall for the group of smiling steppers, especially when they show up unexpectedly, dance their firm little butts off and then leave as quickly as they came. And if they happen to knock a stapler, tape dispenser or even a monitor off the desk, ah, so what. You just got danced at.