Kevin Wu might have a gold sticker for having zillions of YouTube fans, but his father Michael Wu has earned a gold sticker on the burnt and half-chewed Totino’s called my heart. Michael Wu is seriously the best. I love it when his lungs are in his stomach and you can hear the faint sound of the grim reaper song playing in the background, and he’s like, “I can keep going, I can keep going.” Dude is better than me, because I’d be like, “Fuck Phil. Fuck that stupid Travelocity gnome. Fuck the Road Block in its ass. Let’s get a FroYo.”
And when he was on the dog sled last night! If a video could be wallpaper, that clip of Michael on the sled would be mine.