So, this guy Kenny “K-Strass” Strasser has been taking his mad yo yo skillz* on a moderately-sized whirlwind tour of TV stations around the midwest.
The only problem with his act is that it goes like this:
“I . . . I don’t have the muscle memory.” Nice job by the host, though. He really earns his paycheck on this broadcast.
I really hope Strasser doesn’t have a Larger Point in perpetrating this fairly elaborate hoax, unless it’s that yo yos are stupid. Okay, maybe they’re enjoyable to play with, but there is nothing more tedious (and I speak as someone who has spent the last three days checking eight very hairy children for louse nits) than watching some hunchy guy with downcast eyes whip a yo-yo around in various tricky, tricky ways.
I mean, the fancier the stunts get, the less there is to see. I guess there’s a little suspense involved when it seems like, uh-oh, maybe the string’s gonna get tangled up this time! Oh, wait, nope, it didn’t. Boy, look at that string. Up and over! He sure can handle that string.
Yes yes, I know it takes lots of skill and untold hours of practice to achieve a really star-class yo yo routine. All I can say is, you should see me handle the LiceMeister 2000 with removable teeth and integrated magnifying glass! Some tip-top talent there. And yet, I do not take this act on stage.
Oops, I see that Jim Treacher has picked up this peculiar little story, and adds this tidbit:
*I’m sorry, I don’t know why I did that with the z like that.