My friend Carmen posted this little video over at the Faceplace, and quite frankly after watching this, I feel like the little bi-polar dog-and-pony show I laughingly refer to as "My Life" is so damn boring.
I thought I was one of the top "Bringers of the Crazy," but this woman, this mall walker, this schizophrenic, psycho bitch (and I mean that as a compliment) just face planted me. Somewhere in the Food Court. Hopefully, beside a Cinnabon.
Watch, but I'm telling you now - - I call dibs on her mall walking song. I will be using it for any and all future auditions.
Anyone who walks into an audition with this song and a pith helmet needs to know that I will cut a bitch. I ain't playin'...