The Mormon Missionary and the Michael Jackson street impersonator who had a Moonwalk-off on the streets of Barcelona in Spain.
If you stared in the double eyes of plastic doom in the post below, then your face is probably frozen with fear and your heart is probably shimmying out of your b-hole, because nothing is more terrifying than an Osmond and her doll. Well, here’s something that will warm your soul and give you life several times over.
A Michael Jackson impersonator in Barcelona (Side note: How long before the Michael Jackson Estate sues this impersonator for copyright infringement because they want that MONAY! I can’t hate. The cream made of blended pearls that Blanket Jackson moisturizers his locks with costs.) did what a Michael Jackson impersonator does: bust out the Moonwalk on the sidewalk. But little did his ass know that a Mormon missionary named Elder Gus Garcia would bust out a Moonwalk that’d make Detective La Toya drop her monocle and clap. Those magic underwear really are magic.
Just when you’re beginning to think that the world is a pile of shit that gets shittier and shittier, the universe shows us that magical things still happen by giving us a Moonwalk-off between an MJ impersonator and a Mormon missionary in Spain.
The next time a Mormon knocks on your door, tell him to “beat it” and he may convert your ass by delivering a hot Moonwalk like this. This is how you spread the word of the Lord.