Wait…isn't this the line for Riverdance?

It's Sunday night, we are watching TV.
As usual Ava is bouncing around like a lab monkey on meth.

Me: Ava... relax, please sit down.

Ava: C'mon, I'm just trying to do an Irish Jiggle.

Me: (face palm)... "First of all, its a Irish Jig". "An Irish Jiggle would be if you weren't Italian and your boobs bounced all over the place".

Ava: mouth hanging open, speechless.