Exuberating fantasticismssssss.....
This is one of the cringe-iest yet hilarious things you will ever watch, curl your toes in advance.
"I exuberate fantasticisms"
What planet is this chap from? Seriously, I mean seriously...what?
"I exuberate fantasticisms"
What planet is this chap from? Seriously, I mean seriously...what?
posted by fatmammycat at 12:01 p.m.
15 Comments:
I just thank God they didn't have to watch anyone from Ireland trying to "dance". Especially to that song.
Irish people can't dance. They can pogo and jump up and down to Sunday Bloody Sunday and that's it.
But we can dance better than that poof though.
Fuck that shit, I going to exuberate fantasticisms to 'Free Gay and Happy' all afternoon, Now what did I do with my mink?
Oh Tweny, have you ever seen a group of Irish men get jiggy to House of Pain's Jump Around? That be da BOMB!
Me and Jimmy actually created the House of Pain.
Like early day Simon Cowells so we were. Without the high waisted pants and being a complete and utter fucking shit-eating cunt, of course.
Oh Rick Astley, we hardly knew ye!
I thought he was pretty good.
"and I'm like, ooh, have some tea, tou fucking British piece of shit"
Now that's classy.
See I just think Noo Yoikers are the best.
That was beautiful. I LOVE the delusional, they're just soooo entertaining.
It's like Withnail, screaming out to the Yorkshire
moors, "Bastaaaaaaards! I'll show the lot of youuuuuuuuuu!!! You'll all sufferrrrrr! I'm gonna be a STAAAAARRRRRRR!!!!!!!"
I love that he was wearing a Yankees t-shirt in the first bit.
I want chutzpah like that, I want it so badly. If you could bottle that and sell it you'd be stinking with money!
That was fricky demented. What a cringe fest!
I warned ya, I said curl your toes in advance.
When are we getting that show here? I don't mean an Irish version (shudder) I mean that actual show. God, I'd watch it night and day! It'd be a cure for depression cos you could genuinely say 'at least I'm not as bad as that guy!'
Fan-bloody-tastic!
My favourite bit was the 'I'm a dancer. Where do I dance? I dance in my room'.
Classic!
I know Kaz, if that's the bloody case I'm a writer, dancer, singer, actress, model and television critic. Why? because I do it here, in my living room.
He's the bloke who shows the idea that "if you only dream big enough and believe in yourself, your dreams will come true..." is a big fat lie. There are the small matters of talent and hard work and dumb luck too, but they didn't parse well as a wooly-brained catchphrase, I guess.
They might though, look at Ronan Keating or worse, Brian Kennedy.
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