I'm biased because I'm rythmically deficient, but it makes no sense to me. It's just weird wiggling.
Worse still is clubbing, which is just dancing in a hot, sweaty dark room where the drinks are $13 each amd you don't get to pick the music, or turn the volume down.
This might be the most boomer thing I've ever written.
What if you tried to change his dog's name to something very unlikely? Like, I'm really pretty sure Hitler's dog wasn't named Bark Obama, but I really cannot be 100% sure.
I forgot about that meme!