A 20 something year old kid told me "that's not how you dab."
I fucking hate the future.
A 20 something year old kid told me "that's not how you dab."
I fucking hate the future.
It was just the t rex arm part.
Somebody was playing music and I spontaneously did it while walking past.
That's the best part though! It's what I always do when the funk of forty thousand years hits me.
Nobody I worked with would have gotten it either.
Half of them last danced when the Charleston was still hip, and the other half are too busy with their poky-things.
I am the only one in my age group.
I hate the future, and the past.
You did the thriller dance at work? I'd so want to work with you!