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We’ve all had our dark moments at festivals. In all fairness, they are one of the few places where questionable behaviour is acceptable.
However, this chap has very little excuses. It looks like morning and he doesn’t appear to have consumed his bodyweight in cider.
What’ll he do next? Wash his face in shit?
Is this the most disturbing clip on the internet?
Maybe. What are those large headed Lego Man type things, why is the man’s face censored…and what’s so upsetting about his soup?
The letters WTF were made for images such as these.
Maybe the Karate guy from the last post has given up chopping and taken to playing the keyboard.
It sounds ridiculous and 80s enough – but I’m not too sure about those movements – and that miming?
Oh, and what are those Alien things in the background. Perhaps he should practice more with the Karate. Or lose the outfit altogether. Hm…decide for yourselves.
Know what an Ibex is? No. Me neither. But this big guy’s certainly pissed at someone or something.
Maybe that’s why he’s so annoyed with life – he spends all his time trying to be noticed, only to be overshadowed by a host of other animals. Poor thing.
“I’m an Ibex Goddamnit. An IBEX!”
Clare Stages Rally – Ireland: Now this is my kind of co-driver, swearing like a drunken sailor in a storm who’s just stubbed his toe, screaming obscenities at the car in front like a man possessed.
He may be foul-mouthed but at least he’s incredibly passionate. LMAO
Proof that road rage can go ‘off-road’ too!
Forget old-skool photobombing, it’s sooo last month and passe! Todays uber PB’er is pushing the envelope and taking it to a whole new level!
However, it takes years of practice and dedication to reach this status…..Fear him, for he is a god!
It definitely looks like all those years of ninja photobombing training have truly paid off!
I don’t want to panic anyone but, we’re doomed! When animals start using technology – like in this video – we know we’re in trouble.
I’ll admit the redneck hunting down these technophile creatures is probably still marvelling at his opposable thumbs, but still. I wouldn’t want to go hunting anything that knows how to communicate using wireless technology.
I think he might need a bigger gun. Or GPS. Or some friends with Bluetooth.
So there I was minding my own outside the British seat of power, when I heard the distant but unmistakable roar of a Formula One motor.
No? It can’t be! Holy crap I thought, and turned on my camera and there it was coming to a pit stop right on Parliament Square – The Red Bull F1 car driven by Mark Webber. WTF!?
Since when have the streets of London been a race track? This isn’t Monaco. And then like that it was gone.
