It really pains me to write those 3 words. But deep down, I knew one day someone would try this type of lunacy.
Still, watching this ice skater do his triple jump, jazz hands interpretation of Nirvana's "Smells like Teen Spirit" makes me want to pull out a shotgun and blow my brains out.
At least Scott Williams had the good sense to not wear sequins.
Figure Skaters, into the pit with you. All of you!
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Shit. Good thing Kurt's not alive to witness that.
Think about this - listening to Nirvana now is like listening to Three Dog Night's Joy to the World in 1991. Hard to wrap my head around that.
I actually think Kurt is smiling after watching that skating routine. Nirvana never took themselves seriously. Remember these duck costumes they were interviewed in? How about their infamous lip synchs? It's pretty hard to watch, and a hilarious way to sell out.
I have no words... just so wrong.
That made me sad.
Ugh, almost as bas as a staged suicide.
Sweet Jesus...
I just...
My god there are no words for how horrifying this is.
Pardon me while I curl up in the fetal position and cry myself sane