People don’t invite me to see performance art anymore, because I embarrass them by either laughing until my palm is full of saliva, or crying until my palm is full of saliva. Basically, I end up with a palm full of saliva in a room filled with clothed people who are trying to have a serious moment. That’s not a good combination.
You can guess what emotion I went through while watching the video above. I’ll let these key words serve as a hint: Hannah Montana towel, ginger, doody-looking chocolate (or is it chocolate-looking doody?), plastic roses, bat wing hoodie, and candles.
I thought I was already mentally unstable, but this drove me over the edge without a parachute. Someone needs to be jailed for this. I nominate Billy Ray.
This is the confirmation of confirmations that gingers are having the worst month ever. It’s also the confirmation of confirmations that the Internet is having the worst life ever.