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Epically idiotic films.
I spend weeks making short films nobody asked for — epics about ghosts, poker nights, yoga battles, and other nonsense that looks way too dramatic for what it is. Shot like blockbusters, edited like they matter.
And yet, half of you only remember me as the Fart Guy.
I’m not the Fart Guy anymore. I’ve moved on. I’ve evolved. I’ve become something far dumber.
So subscribe. Or don’t. I’ll still be here, wasting my life making the dumbest ideas look epic.
Epically idiotic films.
I spend weeks making short films nobody asked for — epics about ghosts, poker nights, yoga battles, and other nonsense that looks way too dramatic for what it is. Shot like blockbusters, edited like they matter.
And yet, half of you only remember me as the Fart Guy.
I’m not the Fart Guy anymore. I’ve moved on. I’ve evolved. I’ve become something far dumber.
So subscribe. Or don’t. I’ll still be here, wasting my life making the dumbest ideas look epic.