It's that time... time for the mother/son and father/daughter dances. The guests all find their seats, the photographer is on stand-by waiting for the picture perfect photo op. Everyone's favorite DJ (Scott, duh!) picks up the mic and calls the bride and her father to the floor. Begrudgingly he plays the song that has been requested.... "Butterfly Kisses" starts streaming though the speakers... BUTTER-FREAKING-FLY KISSES.... AGAIN! Come on folks... admit it! We've all had the