This video, of students at the University of Arkansas, all-male, lip-synching and dancing and frolicking in the snow to Katy Perry’s “Firework” has seriously made my morning. I can’t stop watching it. And the final moment is the perfect button. Thanks, boys. I have no idea who any of you are, but this was so much fun. Naturally, I had to add it to my ridiculous and yet totally enjoyable (to me, anyway) Boys I Love Tumblr site, so I can easily find it and watch it whenever I want to.
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Ah, college. The only time in life when guys can be shirtless in jeans and be convinced they don’t look like total douchebags.
Jason – hahaha I know – it’s so unselfconscious and also rather adorable. I like how goofy they are. Reminds me of the frat boys I knew and hung out with in college (one of them is still one of my best friends.) These guys were insane, threw great parties, and did shit like this with utter abandon.
And yeah – no shirts, jeans, dancing in the snow. Rockin’.
“Adorable” and “frat boys” in the same sentence. My head is spinning.
I remember walking home from class on days when the frat goons would be creating excuses to be on their front lawns drawing attention to themselves. The shirtless-with-jeans thing killed me. I wanted to walk up and say, “Look, it’s not complicated: it’s a shorts day or it’s a jeans day. If you’re overheated, I suggest shorts. If you think matching shirtlessness with jeans looks spontaneous, you’re really fooling yourself.”
I do think these guys are adorable, in their total unselfconsciousness and goofiness. Also their commitment to putting this together. I can see them having story-board councils around their table, planning it all out. So yes: adorable!
My friend David is one of the guys I was thinking of when I was watching this video – he’s still my friend – we’ve been friends since college, and he was in a fraternity and I could totally see him doing something like this. To this day, actually. He helped build my bookshelves, and you can see what happens when, later, after a long day of hard labor, he has a couple of beers in the middle of my housewarming party. (Scroll down. The photo should be unmistakable. It involves my black derby and some Christmas lights.)
His tween-age daughter was looking up at him with such a hilarious mixture of disgust and embarrassment, but she also she could tell it was funny. “Dad, please get down from there.”
Guess I love goofballs.
Right. I’m not objecting to the “adorable” quality of the video antics themselves. Nor am I am I objecting to goofiness. Rather I’m suggesting that “adorable” and “frat boys” go together for me like “gnarly” and “grandmas.” Doesn’t mean it’s never true.
Gnarly Grandmas. Sounds like a summer blockbuster.
Starring Pauly Shore.
My favorite guy in the one on the laptop with the dead-eyed exhausted attitude who gradually comes to life throughout the video. Character arc! (His half-hearted dancing in the background, enervatedly waving his arm around and rolling his eyes, while the other guys are punching the air? ‘Ah. Ah. Ah.’? Delightfully unenthusiastic!)
Right, he stays in character … hahahahahaha But notice he knows all the words!
I like the guy with the ridiculous pinwheel hat.
And the bearded dude bursting out of the snow? Insane, but so funny!
He’s the one who reminds me the most of my friend David. Hilarious.
I am now thinking of the email I got during the long Dogfight conversation – which is actually still going in – right, Lizzie? :) – where some random woman felt the need to express dismay and condescension towards me because I was so “obviously male-identified”.
WTF does that mean?
I like boys? Guilty as charged.
Was I too “soft” on the mean boys in Dogfight because I am “male-identified”? I don’t think so. I wasn’t soft on them at all, but I absolutely understand where those boys were coming from, and why they were behaving so brutally. Doesn’t mean I think it’s right, but I do get it.
Her head will explode when she sees this video.
I think the problem was that you took the time to empathize with them instead of judging (and dismissing) them based on their actions. Honestly, Sheila, why clutter up simple black and white worldviews with shades of gray?! How inconveniently compassionate of you.
I know, I know, I really need to work on that! :)
Hmm. Just to be clear, I wasn’t meaning to express any dismay or condescension toward you. So I hope it didn’t come off that way.
Huh?? No, not at all, Jason!! Your first comment made me laugh out loud. And Gnarly Grandmas. Seriously, we need to do something with that. Maybe a grunge band. Or a death-metal performance-art piece. SOMEthing!
Love the scenes of them rocking out in them rocking out in the car. Everyone should have at least one memory of a car ride with friends where you’re just slightly less than insane. Wish I had mine on video!
Ok, good. Didn’t think so, but wanted to make sure. BTW … Pauley Shore would be perfect.
(Something tells me that sentence hasn’t been uttered in a while.)
HAHAHAHAHA
I admit to having a strange fondness for Encino Man. Not him – he’s pretty vile – but the whole loopy thing and Brendan Fraser running into a plate-glass door.