Monday, December 8, 2008

The Death of the SAll-Star

This man is the last SAll-Star I, Big Boutros, will ever present to you. He has literally broken my ability to gauge talent.

I present to you now a man who is indescribable in English nouns, adjectives, adverbs, and expletives. There are, however, fourteen different gerunds for his mighty hair in Quenya.

I present to you a man--no, a legend--whose name can only be whispered softly by the wandering elves of the forest.

Observe closely. Did you detect a smile, a grin, a wry smirk from the lips of our balladeer? No. This man, this mythical beast, takes this song and this video completely seriously. This is his life's passion, and oh, what a wondrous conclusion it has reached.

He has also been nominated for a Daytime Emmy. Of course he has.

When the Earth explodes in a fiery pit of lava, I will lock this precious gem away in my lava-proof time capsule labeled "The Best Things Ever."

Incidentally, this is the first video I have ever watched that has not needed more Stallone. Amazingly, more Stallone might actually ruin it.

1 comment:

Bearfight Jones said...

there have been many great things in this world, including (but not limited to):

Who wants to sex mutombo?
And explosions
Great Emails
Pulled Pork Breakfast
The 1985 Chicago Bears
I can break these cuffs!

But never before has some so perfectly encompassed the very essence of greatness.

As Nick will tell you, I'm not a crier, I just don't, even when immensely sad...but this had me weeping for joy.

God bless.