A long time ago I came to grips with the fact that I can’t dance just like any other straight white guy out there. I have no problem with this but I learned to embrace my white boy skills, especially when doing the lawn mower, water sprinkler or the donut eater. Ok, the last one is just a lazy fat ass move on a chair at the local donut shop but you get my point that white guys shouldn’t dance.
We can’t all move as graceful as this guy:
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