ROCK OUT WITH YOUR BARACK OUT.
The following is a true story.
Last night, I dreamt that I went to an Obama rally. It was dark out, there were lights and cameras everywhere, and I was standing in a long line to meet him. It seemed like hours before I got to the front. But when it was finally my turn to shake his hand, someone turned on some rap music. Unable to control myself, I started to pump-pump-pump-get it-get it. Unable to control himself, Obama joined in.
He took off his tie and his dress shirt, and broke it down in a white T. We were connecting with our people, with our roots. I was doing the Tootsie Roll and the Sprinkler; he was doing the Robot and the Harlem Shake. I think he might have even done some C-walking, but I can’t be sure. It was beautiful.
At the end, we joined hands and waved to the cheering crowd. It was certain we had won.
If only all things could be settled by a dance off.
But wait — they can:
Jon Chu, making dreams come true. Literally.
Pop, Barack, and drop it, ya’ll.
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October 29, 2008 at 9:50 PM
wow….
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