No, I am not thinking of the unicycling on top of the bottles.
What I am thinking of is the feat of thinking up this revolutionary, word-shaking "achievement" as something that could possibly earn you an entry in the Guinness book of world records.
For some reason, I get a feeling that Andy Warhol was right in his prediction.
I wonder how something like this even got started. Were some drunk unicyclists arguing one day about what would be the greatest balancing feat and one of them slurred out: "I bet you couldn't ride along a bunch of beer bottles all lined up, you ugly bastard!" And of course, his equally drunk friend took that challenge...
No, I am not thinking of the unicycling on top of the bottles.
What I am thinking of is the feat of thinking up this revolutionary, word-shaking "achievement" as something that could possibly earn you an entry in the Guinness book of world records.
For some reason, I get a feeling that Andy Warhol was right in his prediction.
I wonder how something like this even got started. Were some drunk unicyclists arguing one day about what would be the greatest balancing feat and one of them slurred out: "I bet you couldn't ride along a bunch of beer bottles all lined up, you ugly bastard!" And of course, his equally drunk friend took that challenge...
No, I am not thinking of the unicycling on top of the bottles.
What I am thinking of is the feat of thinking up this revolutionary, word-shaking "achievement" as something that could possibly earn you an entry in the Guinness book of world records.
For some reason, I get a feeling that Andy Warhol was right in his prediction.
And of course, his equally drunk friend took that challenge...