This was bad.
Ok so first of all they wanted us to shuffle in front of them. I was over it, and my brother thought it was hilarious they were even saying the words shuffling. Then my dad tried to shuffle, and looked like Forrest Gump with stilts on. Yeah I compared my father to Forrest Gump. It was hilarious.
But this is where it got bad. One of the older people asked us if this was how we danced at school dances. After the awkward pause trying to avoid the conversation my dad said: "Freak Dancing." I tried to avoid it even more. Discussing freak dancing with older people, especially parents and grandparent type figures is so awkward.
But it gets worse. They asked us to show them what Freak Dancing was. I just ignored it as long as I could. I did NOT want to get up there and show them that. NO WAY.
Eventually the awkward requests subsided and my dad explained to the others that Freak Dancing is basically dry humping. And the facial expressions were classic. Amazing. All these old people were like "woah" but with their faces. Awesome. My dad eventually called Freak Dancing a "ritualistic simulation of coitus." Which is terrible and funny all together.
I really have to defend the idea of Freak Dancing though. I don't know why, but I feel that I must. First of all, its one of the few ways of dancing our generation has been taught. Really all we know how to do for dancing is that, and things that take incredible skill or coordination. And considering that many of us are too bad of dancers or too lazy to be coordinated it ends up that Freak Dancing is the only thing we know how to do. Secondly, it is natural for us teenagers. We are raging with hormones. Lots and lots of hormones. And the majority of hese hormones tell us to go and hump the opposite sex. So Freak Dancing falls in this category and simply makes sense. Lastly, it is basically the only type of dancing that works with the type of music we listen to today. I am not saying hat if they played Swing music we would dance like we were from the 50's, but I am saying that this music played at dances really is meant for the bumping and grinding that is Freak Dancing. Even though I am not the biggest Freak Dancer ever I felt the urge to defend it.
Thankfully I didn't bring up the Cat Daddy.
Moral of the story:
Watching your father try to do the most current dance is hilarious, and worth the necessary awkwardness.
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