Good news Tiger, we've turned the page. Of all the photos taken of you over the last year, the most recent classic snapped at the Ryder Cup features the most interesting gallery member in the world.. The image of a golf ball caught mid flight off the club of the famous golfer ever got trumped by a bizarre patron. Who was this Cigar Guy? The world needed to know..
He arguably went viral faster then the dude in Alabama who talked about how he was going to find the man who tried to rape his sister on a local newscast (the latest example of anything can be funny).. You Tube Antoine Dodson if you have no idea what I'm talking about. Do it now.
But the London Mail found him. How you go about finding a person this anonymous should remind everyone how persistent the press can ultimately be. We gonna Find you. We gonna find you.
The paper scored the exclusive, revealing the true identity of cigar man. 30 year old Londoner Rupesh Shingadia. Fittingly, he has a vague profession, investment analyst. The highlights are this: He lives with his parents, he was dressed as Miguel Angel Jiminez, originally he was going to wear some trousers reminiscent of what Ian Poulter might don but thought that would have been an aesthetic mistake, and he won't say Yes to to any of the numerous marriage proposals he's received because "I want them to love for me for other reasons then being cigar guy."
I must digress as this is yet another example of bizarre female behavior that I'll never quite understand or embrace. I was watching "Maury" the other day and the debate was whether a wedding would still be on "if he didn't sleep with my best friend." The proof came in the form of panties, found in "Chris's" car. Chris explained this away by announcing on national television that those panties weren't "Holly's" friends panties, they were her mothers. A fact that was confirmed after a DNA test was run on the panties!!!!! And Holly reacted with a huge sense of relief that her fiance was not sleeping with her friend. Now rational people like myself sat staring at the screen jaw firmly dropped wondering why nobody asked the most important question of all: Why would Chris be in possession of Holly's Mom's panties? Under what circumstances would Mom have needed to remove her panties in anyone's car let alone her future son in law's? But there the happy couple were, Holly crying tears of relief and Chris standing up, pointing to the crowd who minutes earlier booed his entrance- pointing and yelling, "I told Ya'll. I toooollldddd ya'll."
Anyway, back to Cigar Guy.. So our producers facebooked him today. I know. And we got into contact with him inviting him to join us on TV to discuss his meteoric rise into the conscious of the weirdos. And he declined, citing his image. He actually told us it might hurt his image. Exact words. What image could he possibly be referring to? The one where he dresses up as a drunk Pauly from Rocky? Or maybe it's the investment analyst who lives with his parents which makes me wonder exactly which investments he's analyzing, so I don't pick those.
For your consideration: Justine Henin in a bizarre singing/dancing performance from Belgium. The Belgians apparently have very low standards, but then again I was watching Dancing with the Stars again so who am I to talk.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZgiphQhY6SE&feature=player_embedded
Monday, October 11, 2010
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