Holiday parties are lame. Baby showers are boring. Even when a reception is bad, it's still a FREAKING WEDDING. And that's my kind of party.
No one likes to cut a rug with the handsome young'uns more than Gram!
In some ways I feel like nailing the choreography to a really elaborate number like this would be more stressful than the whole "getting married" thing.
You never know, maybe they have a really really bad side. I can see it creeping out now.
World's drunkest party on world's smallest dance floor.