"Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it! UH UH! Shake it like a Polaroid picture!" Jack danced around, shaking his hips in time with his own slightly off-beat version of the song. Much to Will's hesitant amusement, and slight nausea, said butt-shaking was happening right in front of his face.
"Sh-sh-shake it! Shake it, Uh UH!"
"I swear, any closer to my face Mcfarland..." Will half heartedly warned, leaned all the way back on his couch in only slightly exaggerated terror.
"- Like a Polaroid PICTURE!"
"OW! Damn it Jack, get off me or I swear I will FIND my Polaroid camera TAKE a Doggone picture and SEND it to your mother!"
"Were do suppose to find this camera William, behind your back? And besides," Jack readjusted himself in Will's lap and wrapped his arms around his neck, "She thinks we look cute together."
"Together?! But were not - UGH! Get off me you sorry excuse for an Outkast backup dancer before I go all HEY YA on your ass!" Will exclaimed, shoving Jack off of him and onto the floor with a thud.
Jack looked up at him with a twisted look on his face and a raised eyebrow, causing Will to hold his head in his hands and shake it disbelievingly.
"You know what? I don't even want to KNOW how you took that! Go find someone else to practice your little routine on before I get sick!"
"Ooooooh Leo! Get over here I wanna show you something!" Jack sang, skipping off.
Will resisted the urge to thump down on the floor in defeat himself.