Dance fads are fucking stupid. There is no way to convince me otherwise.
When I got married, the one thing I refused to allow
was The Chicken Dance, or the Electric Slide, or anything where people are encouraged to follow the direction of some glorified lounge singer. And my wife agreed with me, because she is not a loser who wants to turn every event into a shitty Broadway Production executed by a bunch of drunks. Drunk dancing is funny enough,...
