The world's only professional snappist (there's not more competition in the field? Well whoda thunk it?), Mr Badfingers dresses like a refugee from the early eighties, does a bit of dodgy dancing, and snaps his fingers in a maniacal style. The man's a star. And there's more of him right here.
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Sunday, July 15, 2007
Snap!
I was round my mum's house on Friday, and, due to a severe lack of anything better to do, we ended up watching America's Got Talent. I avoided the British version due to an aversion to circus tricks, "cute" kids and performing animals. The lucky Americans appear to be similarly afflicted (with an added dose of annoying warbling singers), but there was one stand-out highlight that had us in stitches - Bobby Badfingers.
The world's only professional snappist (there's not more competition in the field? Well whoda thunk it?), Mr Badfingers dresses like a refugee from the early eighties, does a bit of dodgy dancing, and snaps his fingers in a maniacal style. The man's a star. And there's more of him right here.
The world's only professional snappist (there's not more competition in the field? Well whoda thunk it?), Mr Badfingers dresses like a refugee from the early eighties, does a bit of dodgy dancing, and snaps his fingers in a maniacal style. The man's a star. And there's more of him right here.
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