Okay, last night, I watched the funniest hour of TV that I’ve seen in a year. But, you know, I kinda feel bad laughing. I mean, Geneva and Kyle looked so dadgum happy standing there amongst their camo wedding party. But, pink rifles and snakes and boodwhar parties and nipple clamps and camo toes….oh my. I’m feeling ‘boobed’ myself.
Try out some down-home voyeurism yerself. CMT airs My Big Redneck Wedding Friday at 9PM. Check your local listings.
No, it’s not just a song by Rockwell ( referenced by Dodge on MOKB the other week), but the very real possibility that YOU will end up on YouTube one day making a fool of yourself for all the world to see. A local boy who recently graduated from the Air Force Academy found himself a celebrity when his friend videotaped him dancing to C+C Music Factory’s “Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now)”. Now he’s The Dancing Cadet. And there’s Numa Numa Gary. And the Star Wars kid.
Although not a voyeuristic video, enjoy an old, but little known personal favorite, B Benny and Steve Flo and the jocks at St. Francis High School (video below).
Oh man…my daughter better not post the cameraphone video of me doing the jump-kick from the Berries and Cream commercial. I will so kill her. And probably become famous, too.
What could possibly be funny about Alanis Morrisette singing My Humps? Yeah, okay. If you make it through the whole thing without laughing, I’ll eat my blog.
edited to add: You know, I like her vocals better than Fergie’s. No, really. They’re shiver-inducing, in an I-can’t-believe-I’m-taking-this-seriously kind of way.
Oh. My. God. I have not laughed this hard in a loooong time! Uh, yeah, this is NSFW.
Edited: The video is now the edited version. I’m a parent, what can I say? I can’t advocate this kind of things to middle school kids. Parent? Clicky, clicky.
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Okay, last night, I watched the funniest hour of TV that I’ve seen in a year. But, you know, I kinda feel bad laughing. I mean, Geneva and Kyle looked so dadgum happy standing there amongst their camo wedding party. But, pink rifles and snakes and boodwhar parties and nipple clamps and camo toes….oh my. I’m feeling ‘boobed’ myself.
