I just got back from a family friend’s wedding.
Of course, there was dancing at the reception and at one point, the Timbaland song “The Way I Are” came on.
Everyone was on the dance floor — lots of Indian parents.
Including my mom.
Not only was she dancing to the song — all the parents were, so that wasn’t all that embarrassing — but she was also singing along to it.
My mom knows the words to that song.
Everyone should be disturbed by this.
And I blame my sister for corrupting my mother.
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