I have committed to dancing at my daughters' recitals again this year. No, I am not a dancer - the instructor is patient, the dance fairly easy, and I pay attention, so I get by. Last year was a bit of James Brown (love the music, but I am as far from funky as you can get); the previous year was a Viennese Waltz to Chicago's Color My World.
At any rate, with that in mind, I came across a superb example of dance from a couple of fellows not normally known for dancing.
Nah, I'm not anywhere near that talented!
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