This is a picture I took of my grandpa at the (now deceased) Lucky Duke pub.
This is grandpa in the back of a moving van doing is "fight'em jig" while yelling "giddy -up, yip, yah! You son's a bitches!"
This is grandpa loading up a truck, and (once again) dancing his "fight'em jig" while screaming "Yip! yah! come on!" at the top of his lungs.
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Where, oh where, can I learn those fancy moves?
Note: Anyone who would like to "learn my grandpa's fancy moves" can go to his tri-weekly night class at Decidedly Jazz Danceworks (DJD).
Your grandfather's "fight'em" dance moves, with corresponding song "Giddy-up! Yup! Yeah! You sons-a-bitches!" got me ejected from a New Year's Eve party. Now, to my question: do I owe him royalties, or does it qualify for public domain? Has he been doing this song and dance for more than 50 years?
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