Back in my day, if you wanted to show off a new dance, you did it in the VFW hall with a live band and about four beers in your system. These days, apparently you just prop up your phone, flap your arms like a confused chicken, and boom — you’re “viral.”I thought viral was something you caught from bad potato salad at the church picnic, but turns out it’s now a compliment....
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