Today, however, things went off without a hitch. Clint brought the ninja mask. I rolled with the (what else?) luchador. And Melanee manned the camera. Notice that Dainon spotted the camera but his spidey sense obviously didn't kick in.
The reaction isn't otherworldly, but I'm loving the shake and the under-his-breath expletives. And don't miss Clint's diabolical cackle.
Oh yeah, and I have no clue why Dainon smells his scarf. No clue.
UPDATE: Creent grabbed a few stills from the video. I am a dork. A frightening dork, but still...
5 comments:
All I know is that his routine scarf-sniffing was rudely interrupted.
That scarf smells divine. Dee-vine.
This kind of stuff never gets old.
That middle picture gets me every time. A half-dozen times a day it gets me. I like to think of that as the real finished product of the whole thing.
still funny.
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