I mentioned a while
back that I was looking for a stunt double. Naturally, applications flooded in; I actually received two million* resumes. Of course, I had high expectations for the person who would stand in for me in all of the stupid things I do. I'm pleased to announce that the job was awarded to someone who met all of my requirements. Fearless? Check. Bears a strange resemblance to me? Check. Unable to distinguish good ideas from near-death experiences waiting to happen? Check. Almost entirely indestructible? Check. Meet my new stunt double.
*Two million is my new large number. I use it interchangeably with 'a lot.' eg: "Brendan, you don't have any friends, don't lie." "That's not true, I have, like, two million!"
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Meet Miniature Brendan. Note his dedication; he even wears a "B." |
It wasn't easy to settle on the right applicant for the job. I'll be honest, I was tempted to hire this next guy, but it didn't seem right. Something about him was just too cool. And I don't really want a stunt double who would make me look even less cool in comparison than I already do.
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Damn, he even has a leather jacket and manly stubble. |
What's more, it just wasn't realistic. I mean, shoot, he's even good with the ladies.*
*I've noticed that anyone who refers to women as a group as "the ladies" is generally not good with 'the ladies.'
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"Ooooh, you're so manly. Hold me, please."
"Damn straight, I am. Hoo-ah!" |
Then I saw how little Brendan did with the fairer sex, and it was comforting to see someone equally inept as I am.
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"Um, hi. I'm Brendan."
"You idiot, can't you tell I'm on my bluetooth?"
"Oh. I'll go cry now. Nice to have tried to talk to you." |
But then there were some applications that I didn't consider for my stunt double, despite their awesome facial hair. These were the photos they submitted; I can only imagine what horrors they committed to end up in such a police lineup. It probably involved round yellow heads rolling around, dismembered hands, and torsos cleanly separated from legs.
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Would ya look at that! They're the same height! |
So that's my new supporting cast; keep an eye out for them as they help me document dangerous adventures in my life.
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