I THOUGHT MAGIC WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY, LIKE A CLOWN. NOT SCARY, LIKE A CLOWN.

Okay. Explain this to me.

This guy gets FIRED for performing a simple magic trick.

But David Blaine, love child of Harry Potter and Gandalf (and don't pretend like THAT pairing doesn't exist somewhere on the Internet), has his own TV special?

Not that you can say no to the man, anyone that can ASK for a second punch from Kimbo Slice is someone I don't want to mess with.



My brain KNOWS that that is a trick. But my brain also tries to convince me there's a murderer hiding behind my shower curtain when I'm brushing my teeth in the morning. My brain and I kind of have an adversarial relationship.

I will tell you this, and this is a fact. He approaches me on the street, and I'm running for my life. Which is what these two guys should have done.