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Thursday, June 22, 2006 :::

Get Ur Freak On

I attended my coworker's wedding this weekend. I mostly kept my poise. Although we did dance rather enthusiastically to My Humps:



Dan gets sweaty when he dances. And sometimes at weddings he abandons his typical music snobbery and will dance to just about anything. There are a few wedding reception standards that I refuse to dance to, though: The Electric Slide, You Shook Me All Night Long, You Look Wonderful Tonight, Save a Horse Ride a Cowboy or any other equally nauseating country song, etc. But for some reason, I will dance to My Humps and like it. At least I wasn't this guy, though, who backed that thing up on someone's mother:



::: posted by dan at 11:37 PM :: [ link ] :: (25) comments Social Bookmark Button

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whatever you have standards... you know,if someone would have had a camera and a blog a handful of years ago they could have captured the memory of you makin out with your aunt to angel eyes...

you know that is one of my favorite stories...

By Blogger Stacy, at 7:57 AM  




"someone's mother" looks very happy! look at her checkin' out that ass! she looks ready to spank it good

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:56 AM  




Looks like fun.

Dude in photo #2 scooted over when he noticed the camera and did his "He's The Greatest Dancer" face.

You look hot when your hot.

By Blogger jali, at 10:00 AM  




Yes at least you werent that guy, I am a little disturbed after that.

By Blogger Kohn, at 10:55 AM  




This might be one of my favorite posts. The expressions in the first shot are so good, especially when you imagine "my humps" in the background.

By Blogger Elle Marie, at 12:41 PM  




I see THE suit and tie made an appearance, i love that tie.

Does anyone else totally want to go dancing with dan now? Cause I do...

Dan, can we go dancing?

By Blogger the other sarah, at 3:06 PM  




I'd be hanging out at the bar ordering another drink while laughing and making fun of the guy pooching his lips in photo #2.

By Anonymous Dan, at 3:37 PM  




Stacy, do you know if Dan ever made a blog post about that little event with his aunt? That sounds like a story worth reading!


"or any other equally nauseating country song"
:*-(
Dan, you just lost two hot-and-sexy points in my book by saying that.
Off course, that leaves you at 57613 hot-and-sexy points, but that's besides the point... .

-- Silph

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 3:47 PM  




Good call going with the cream colored shirt. I am also a a member of the "sweats like a pig when hot" club.

By Anonymous Pocket Change, at 5:45 PM  




the angel eyes aunt story is 100% bloggable but more than being embarrassed about gazing into his aunts eyes holding her tight...he is embarrassed that he knew and whispered every word to angel eyes in her ear...I love that story more than anything...except him sleeping on the shelf while working at adventures in video.

By Blogger Stacy, at 7:59 PM  




so if we start a campaign, can we get him to blog it? my interest is now piqued as well...

By Anonymous melissa mcgee, at 8:17 PM  




PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE give us the Aunt story! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE!

By Blogger Twinkie, at 9:53 PM  




I love the first picture. You should have a competition to fill in thought bubbles above your heads. Those expressions are PRICELESS.

By Anonymous kate, at 10:03 PM  




Fabulous pics again, Dan! How do you manage to take photos so often, that look like they have been photoshoped?

By Blogger Georg, at 8:18 AM  




Dan, you look like you are studying the moves of the lady in pink. Gettin' some pointers, some tips (she's your LLoyd Dobler).

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:52 AM  




SO classic! love it, love it, love it. The thumbs in that first pic, Dan! You are groovin' to the music. And it's not just you, everyone in those pictures looks sweaty.
You absolutely MUST tell the aunt story. Did you know it was your aunt when you were whispering sweet nothings in her ear?

By Anonymous lola, at 10:39 PM  




*laughs*
Dan, you're under pressure. You can't let your adoring blog-reading fans down, now, can you! *pressure pressure*

Besides, it's not like this'd be the first time you'd expose your embarrasing moments for all of us to read about :-) ('Pride? Shame? What's that??') We love you 'cause you're silly, this is a chance to harvest some more of our love.

*waits patiently*

-- Silph

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:10 AM  




The "Angel Eyes" story isn't really bloggable on its own. And for the record I didn't make out with my aunt.

As the story goes, I was 15 or 16 years old and at my cousin's wedding where they had table wine or champagne of some sort, so I snuck a few glasses when no one was looking. By the time the dance started at the reception, I was mildly tipsy, and by the time they played Jeff Healey's "Angel Eyes", I was drunk enough to slow dance with my also-drunk aunt while singing along with the lyrics at the top of my lungs. I remember my head was flung back dramatically, our sweaty hands were tightly clasped, and I didn't know all the words, but it didn't stop me from singing along with whatever heartfelt lyrics I could make up, serenading my aunt with utter drunken sincerity. I still can't listen to that song to this day without turning red.

It's an embarassing memory for me for sure, but there was no kissing involved.

By Blogger dan, at 11:34 PM  




Aww, Dan!
That sounds so very sweet and cute and innocent :-) How is it that you always seem to end up in such moments of sheer loss of shame? My life doesn't seem *nearly* as interesting as yours :-)


On another note, anyone notice how a theme of "sweating" has begun to appear? Not that this is a bad thing. A healthy glow can be a very attractive thing on a man!

-- Silph

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 3:27 AM  




it's hard to resist dancing to "My Humps." (need quotes on titles, but maybe that's not the real title? and that's why you left off the quotes?) Indeed, fine pix. Also nice to see you defended your Aunt's honor by explaining the "Angel Eye's" story.

By Anonymous Bee, at 9:49 AM  




What about the face that Nate is making? How come no one is saying anything about that??? That is almost as bad as the white boy overbite on the dance floor!

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 4:02 PM  




I'm confused - is the last picture a woman and a man? I'm a little lost...

By Blogger elizabeth, at 1:44 PM  




I can't decide which image is most disturbing. The first one looks like Dan's head has been superimposed. Then we have the greasy guido guy with the lips. And then the photo that looks like a date rape in progress. I think the ass shot speaks for itself.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 1:59 PM  




Nothing has mad em alugh harder today tha that last picture! That is so great!

By Anonymous Meagan, at 4:21 PM  




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Apparently I have a spelling problem as well... oops! I'm blaming it on the tears that were running down my face

By Anonymous meagan, at 4:22 PM  




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