My dad doesn’t dance. He prefers to play, watch, and/or talk about sports. If he did dance, he would probably have better dance moves than this. I have a pretty awesome dad. He’s 72, can out run and out work anyone I know, and did two back-to-back tours in Vietnam. As he always told me, “There are two kinds of people that got out of Vietnam: the quick and the dead.” I inherited his sense of humor and pranking abilities; although, he is a much better prankster. He used to come home and tell my mom he lost his job only to say “Just kidding!” after seeing her horrific reaction.
Thanks dad for always accepting my sassy self!