Tuesday, May 20, 2008

dont ask



Seriously, dont. I was compelled to post this. It's just so...

inexplicable.

I had to. It goes on and on, and is so happy and so bizarre, and that's really all I can say about it. All I'm capable of saying about it.

blame goes to Steve.

8 comments:

Bill said...

I can't tell you what I was thinking while I was watching this, because...I...just...don't...know.

All I know is I'll never be the same.

daveawayfromhome said...

So you see why I had to put it on, even though I knew I shouldnt.

NEWSGUY said...

Dave, Is that video in German? I bet my second graders would enjoy it. Came across your blog and glad I did. My mind is permanently warped via that Utube video. I wouldn't be surprised if the Feds were to make it illegal.

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daveawayfromhome said...

I believe it is Belgian (spelling?)

der Hundepo said...

It ain't German, I can tell you that. And Belgian is more of a French-German hybrid, I believe. I'm thinking Finnish or some other Scandinavian or Nordic language. But then again, I don't really have a clue.

daveawayfromhome said...

I think that it's true language is horror.

Bill said...

I just can't imagine what the person who put it together had to endure. The song lingers long after the experience (which lingers as well). I wonder if they play this video to assassins in training to make sure they're primed before a hit goes down.

daveawayfromhome said...

I find myself singing the little tune, then going "brrrt brrrt brrrt". It's insidious.