Watching uncoordinated people like Lindsay Lohan try to dance is one of my simple pleasures in life. It’s like watching a retarded kid take the SAT. There’s no reason he should think he’ll pass, and he’ll probably just end up drawing on the desk, but here he is, giving it his all. Just like our little Lindsay is here. The poor thing is even trying to be sexy. And here I am, giving her a sympathy clap and trying not to laugh.