By now everyone has seen the “Worst Twerk Fail EVER – Girl Catches Fire!” video. (And if you haven’t – where ya been? Camping in the wilderness with no WiFi or cell service? What’s wrong with you?)
Here it is in case you missed it:
And you also probably know that it’s fake (though I admit, it fooled me) via the ever so awesome Jimmy Kimmel Show.
I think it’s hilarious, but I’m bummed that it’s fake. I felt badly for the girl when I saw it, but I was a little bit happy that someone had an even bigger twerking fail than me. (And of course Miley.)
Yeah, you heard me right, I myself have had a twerking fail. And I think it’s time to come clean…
A few weeks ago the four of us were watching America’s Got Talent and Robin Thicke was on singing “Blurred Lines.” That song is a current guilty pleasure of mine, but Dave and the kids are not fans. And since I know they all hate it, I got up and danced in front of the TV. I waved my hands in the air and sang along. I was having a good ol’ time. (No, I wasn’t drunk, just obnoxious.)
Marley said, “Hey Mom, let’s see you twerk.”
“What’s twerk?” I asked.
Yeah, I’m obnoxious mom, but apparently not pop-culture-savvy mom. (This was a few weeks before the Miley Cirus twerk fail.)
“Oh my god, Mom. You don’t know what twerking is?” Marley asked me, unable to believe her my-mom-is-so-lame teenage ears.
She took me straight to YouTube and showed me this:
I watched the video very closely then squatted down, stuck out my butt (which even with my recent weight loss seems to be the perfect size for twerking) and then I thrust my hips. And almost threw my back out.
It seems these old hips do not move that way. I spent the rest of the night rolling on my foam roller.
Thank god there was no video. I mean, I wouldn’t put it past Marley to post it. Of course if she did, I’m pretty sure it would have gone viral.
Worst Twerk Fail EVER – Suburban Mom Throws Her Back Out!!! That fake girl on fire wouldn’t have stood a chance against me.