When the music first came I asked my brother, the father of the bride, what it was. He said it was the "Harlem Shake - something they found on the Internet." I said, because no one had moved yet, "How are they going to dance to this?" The music is really weird. Then all of a sudden they began to dance in place as if they were zombies and somebody plugged them into a 220 light socket. They liked it so much they got the DJ to play it two more times.
Needless to say, I did not get up to dance.
To borrow the term from Blazing Saddles, they look like a bunch of “Kansas City Faggots.”