Even though I've been sightseeing with my totally exhausting family — who asked me for the 15th time today "How's that cute little website you made up? Jezebel? How's that going? — and yet I'm UP ON MY FEET. That is the power of this dance battle between the cutest kid of all time and an awesome usher at a Pistons game.
This is officially the greatest moment since "It's a motherfucking walk-off."