Chicken dance, RIP
Bob Kames, the man who invented the chicken dance -- the ultimate all-in wedding bootie-shaker and party ice-breaker, for kids and grown-ups alike -- has
passed away.
I mean, how could you ever be really sad when you're pantomiming a clucking hen's beak with both hands, then tucking those same hands into your armpits and flapping your fake wings -- all to an accordion-soaked polka accompaniment? C'mon, now, that's the very essence of fun. And there's no cause for self-consciousness, either, since EVERYONE looks like a complete GOOF doing it. It's the great social-class equalizer.
Let's all dance in his memory tonight.
All together, now:
