I've always been exposed to Mr. Williams, especially in the last few months because a certain person in my life was basically obsessed with him. And oddly, though it would annoy me if it was anyone else, I tolerated and even mildly enjoyed cyberstalking Pharrell through Australia. Just because it made that person happy. Sick, huh?
But I digress.
It's odd that soon after that person is out of my life, I fall totally in love with Skateboard P. Mostly because of this lovely display of fuckery in Paris.
I love a man who can make up a song about various foodstuffs off the top of his head. And of course accompany it with an awkward, Michael Jackson inspired dance.
I think I'm in love.