Dancing Skills must come from Mom

So a buddy and co-worker of mine was telling me today about his step-son and how he's become a pretty cool kid. He's starting the 5^th grade and enjoys listening to the music we like. So obviously since we're cool, liking what we like makes you cool too. But I digress. He said his son likes listening to AC/DC. To which I asked "Bon Scott or Brian Johnson?" "Bon Scott" he replies. "Damn, he is cool."

He goes on to tell me that he went into his room the other day and his son was doing his homework and listening to the radio. "What are you listening to?" "Smokehouse Blues on KMOD."
That is Awwwwwwesommme.

So of course not to be outdone I had to tell him about my cool son, though it turns out 'cool' is relative. Try to picture this, the 2 year old has a microphone that plays some techno-tronic version of Mary Had a Little Lamb that he is playing at full volume while singing into it the 'lyrics' as loud as he can. And here comes his 5 year old brother, standing in front of the TV for all to see, in just his underwear, and he begins to dance. His dance of choice, from all I can gather and not sure where he got it, was "Poppin and Lockin" or maybe it was the "Robot". For those that need further illustration, here is the definition: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=poppin%20n%20lockin

and here is a visual of what my skinny white son in his underwear I believe was attempting (I wish I had the actual footage, so use your imagination and imagine how hard it was to let him know I was not laughing AT him, but WITH him and crush his ego):