Monday, February 11, 2008

An open letter to the guy who is dancing at the bar by himself before the DJ gets there

Hey Guy,

You know who you are. You're the guy dancing at the bar or at the club by yourself. Dude, the DJ isn't even here yet. Can't you wait? No, I guess you can't. You're right. You need to show off those awesome dance moves. Where did you learn to Superman that ho? Have you been watching Randy Jackson's Finding America's next Top Dance Crew on MTV with celebrity host Mario Lopez? It shows. Trust us, it shows.
Don't let the other people at the bar bother you. Sure, they're not dancing. They are enjoying a drink with friends and waiting for more people to get there, but that doesn't mean you can't shake that ass while they wait. And they may be staring but it's only because they think those moves are so hot. And that popped collar and backwards baseball hat really turns on the ladies. Trust us. Eric Nies has taught you well, my friend. You've created your own personal "The Grind" right here at the bar. You just wait the ladies will come a callin'.
And we're so glad you found such a hot dance partner. Drunk chicks know all the right moves. Dropping it like it's hot... shaking their butt... and so on. Good job, guy! You found the one chick at the bar who is already wasted beyond recognition. And I wouldn't be surprised if Chris Brown's manager is here tonight and wants you two to choreograph and star in his next video! But in the mean time, get off the dance floor you look like an idiot.

Always and Forever,

Barb and Meg

PS. Does it say something about us that we got there before the DJ? I think it means we have a drinking problem for which our liver hates us.

Oh yeah- and sorry we mocked you only to later realize you were a friend of a friend once we saw you up close.

1 comment:

e dub said...

the moves were horrifying, who cares if he was a friend of a friend!