What if I were to tell you that a mere fourteen years ago, a dance crew of pre-pubescent boys emulated the popular male erotic dancers from Chippendales and not only did no one stop them, but they also became somewhat famous? You’d probably say I’m stoned. And you’d be right. But that doesn’t mean that this didn’t happen. Meet The Chippendiddys.

Before you click play here, you may want to avoid doing this in public. It’s work safe theoretically, the boys even appeared on Sally Jesse Raphael, but I’d avoid watching it if you’re anywhere in which you smiling and watching young boys stripping and prancing about shirtless might be perceived as creepy.

I really need to stress here that this was just FOURTEEN YEARS AGO. These kids even somehow got an amateur documentary made about them, creatively titled The Chippendiddys. Here’s a review:

This is relatively rare and somewhat hard to find, but it’s a very sweet little film and well-worth the effort to do so. It’s a documentary about a group of young English boys who love to dance, and so they do their own take-off on the famed Chippendales male dancers, including the requisite hip thrusts and all sorts of wiggles and gyrations, basically shaking their little booties all over the place (which apparently some misguided souls took moral umbrage with, but it’s entirely innocent, they are having the time of their lives, and they’re just being boys)…but beyond the dancing, it’s just a story about the boys, their hopes, dreams and aspirations. The dancing is very cute, but I enjoyed that insight into the boys lives even more.

It’s excellent. I can’t recommend this highly enough.

Certainly an insightful review by Paula Poundstone.

In the annals of bad ideas, I’d say this one has to rank up there pretty highly. How did this float past the parents? “Mom, do you mind if we disrobe in front of this strange man and his video camera? He says we’re going to be in a really touching movie!” “Well Bobby, normally I’d say no, but he seems so enthusiastic and if you can’t trust a strange man with a wispy mustache who wants to film my boy dancing around in the nude, then who can I trust!”

So is this boys just being (fancy) boys or perhaps the creepiest thing you’ve ever seen? Discuss!