I think I get it from my dad
And by "it" I mean my dancing and coordination skills.
Apparently, at my dad's company's Christmas party this weekend, he decided to steal the spotlight and perform his Russian dance in front of everyone. However, he lost his balance and did a somersault backwards into the crowd of spectators. Thankfully, he's Michael el Jefe and everyone still thought he was cool. And who wouldn't? He's 52 and can still Russian dance. That might be even more cool than riding into the party on a donkey. Way to go, Dad the Bad.
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