If you can tell me, without prior knowledge, who said: I like this new song Gangnam Style. I want to do the dance for you but cannot because of my shackles, you are a man among men, a woman among women.
Eamonn Kilbride and Morgan Miller had a rough day. Mr. Kilbride, God bless his soul, passed away at the Thwaites brewery office party dancing PSY’s Gangnam Style. His wife, Julie Kilbride, was at his side at the Whitehall Country Club in Darwen, Lancashire where the event took place.
Keep the Kilbride’s last name in mind when you read this story about Bode Miller and his wife Morgan Miller: Bode Miller had “just another one of those days” on the golf course. No, he didn’t miss a handful of birdie putts or lose a few balls in the woods — he crushed a ball at his wife’s face in what he is calling his “first major golf catastrophe.” His wife, Morgan Miller, tweeted on Wednesday night that the former skiing champ hit her above the eye with a “160 mph line drive.” Luckily, she was wearing sunglasses and only needed 50-plus stitches instead of a glass eye. The link is not quite NSFW, but it is close. It certainly is not suitable for the squeamish or the faint of stomach.
Would it make any sense to you if I said: PSY is a K-Pop star. No? Then let me translate: Park Jae-sang is a Korean pop star. And that is him below, sweating on the left:
His big song is Gangnam Style. And he is getting taken advantage of in his homeland, only to make money overseas. Imagine Michael Jackson, with horse-like moves, in the body of a Korean gangster. You can check (√) the foreign culture box for today. No more. Promise.