I think my new thing is these awful music videos that are meant to be taken seriously. Much like Jan Terri, Mark Gormley isn’t the most talented fellow. But what he lacks in talent, he makes up for in INTENSITY.

I don’t think it’s possible to be any more intense than Mark Gromley, unless you were stabbing a sabertooth tiger with a glowing sword while taking a fierce crap. But why would you have a sabertooth tiger in your bathroom, you freak? God everything is a creepy tiger fetish with you.

I was always kind of shocked that this awful music didn’t become a genre of its own. With American Idol and William Hung and Wesley Willis, it could have really taken off. I mean, maybe not taken off in the sense of being good, but taken off like AIDS took off. So basically, it’d help you lose weight and make many friends named Julio.