THIS GUY PROBABLY GETS LAID A LOT
09.16.09And now for today’s dose of Internet whimsy: an Australian street performer playing the theme to “Inspector Gadget” on his little percussion set fashioned from glass bottles. It’s cute, completely useless, and just as memorable as it is forgettable, which makes it perfect for Internet consumption.
I’d like to hate street performers more than I do, but I can’t help but respect that they’re at least plying a trade. They’re the reason I want to push panhandlers in front of oncoming trains. Panhandlers, man. Don’t get me started. It’s like, No, I’m not going to give you money, you lazy waste of flesh. Look at that dirty hippie with a guitar over there. I’m gonna give him a dollar just because he’s actually TRYING. I don’t even like “Dust in the Wind”! Oh you’re a veteran? Me too, so I guess I don’t owe you anything. Dance for your quarter. DANCE!
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Matt, I’m with you on your stance on panhandlers, but you don’t like “Dust In The Wind”? What’s that all about?
YOU’RE MY BOY, BLUE!
Farthammer, I have also seen this guy while in SF. I was so amused that I went across the street to In-N-Out, got a double-double, came back and enjoyed the show. Now that’s entertainment!
@Farthammer – I’ve only been to SF once, unfortunately, but I spent a large chunk of my short visit there watching that guy scare the shit out of people, and enjoyed every second of it. Considering what we pay to be entertained in this country, that guy sure earned his 50k a year in my book.
I wouldn’t even give this guy a Penny.
I’m guessing he spends more time with “Dr. Claw” than he does getting laid.
I tell them, “Look, it takes about three minutes for me to earn $1. What are you going to do for three minutes to earn my dollar? Sing a song, tell a joke, juggle my balls, whatever. But give you all for three minutes.”
Also, I refuse to give money to lazy fucking hipsters or anyone younger than me (get a fucking job, you puke) or white men because being white is like always having an extra $5 in your pocket.
Abe Simpson wrote the book on flim-flammin’.
I live in the Bay Area, and there is a famous guy called The Bush Man along the Embarcadero on the waterfront. His whole thing is jumping out from bushes and shit and scaring tourists. He then asks for money for doing so. The local news interviewed him a few years ago, and he said he probably makes 50K a year.
THAT is how you beg for money, people.