Kids Krumping Is The Best Thing Around

Gabe Delahaye | August 24, 2011 - 10:15 am

Please write this down: when I die, I would like my funeral to be a joyous celebration* of life for all of my loved ones, with plenty of good food and loud music, and I would like these krumping children to dance as a reminder that there is still beauty in this world and that it resides in our children. “But Gabe, do you think it’s a little bit weird to ask strange children that you’ve never even met to come dance at a dead man’s funeral? Not only weird for your friends and family, who would want to respect your wishes but might find those wishes at odds with their own idea of how to pay their respects to your passing, but particularly weird for the children, who might not yet have the emotional development to process such an event, much less their unusual role in it?” YOU WOULD DARE TO ARGUE WITH A DYING MAN’S LAST WISHES?! Alright, add this to the list: anyone who defies this final request will ALSO have to krump at my funeral. Oh, don’t know how to krump? Well then my funeral is going to be very humiliating for you, and maybe you should have kept your goddamned mouth shut until my will had been notarized. I rest all of my cases in pieces. (Thanks for the tip, werttrew.)

*This is not actually true. I want my funeral to be a miserable sea of tears because everyone is so sad because the worst thing that could ever happen has: I have died.