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I could only get about 22 seconds in when I got freaked out and had to stop watching him blow up bananas glued to his face.
Was there a finale?
January 07, 2009 at 03:46 PM
I am so disturbed. I'm calling you at 2:00 AM when I can't sleep. Where the hell do you manage to find this stuff?
January 07, 2009 at 07:06 PM
Uh ... WTF?
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January 07, 2009 at 08:18 PM
I could see people actually paying to watch that, weird as hell.
January 14, 2009 at 01:21 PM
Awesome. But of course for me and my male brain I suppose it's not really "why", but "how?" To wit: Bananas. Firecrackers. How are they attached? How long does he have before the firecrackers get soggy? And how does he see where the fuses are? Filmed through a two-way mirror? So many questions, really.
BTW, The one on his nose at time 1:50 is hi-larious.
January 16, 2009 at 08:24 AM
Somewhere, some parents are paying 40 grand to send this kid to art school.
That was about as pointless/ disturbing as cheetah lady: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=drI4BRMpaJM&eurl
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