Hey, what’s up, tryhard nation? It’s your boy Mr. 67, your favourite YouTuber’s favourite YouTuber back with another awesome video. Man, do I have a story to tell you!
So, it all started when I was thinking up my next YouTube challenge for Motivational Monday. I decided to take a technique from my improv days — the “yes, and . . .” — and apply it to my life to expand my horizons. I should have known this rule should never be followed to a T. Even the improv centre didn’t follow it when they kicked me out for my experimental and art nouveau ideas.
The challenge was set: For 24 hours, I had to say yes to every opportunity that came my way.
It started out simple (and at 7:00 p.m. because I have free will). I agreed to help my roommate set up her video game console. Later, when someone passed out in the grocery store and they asked if anyone was a doctor, I was there to save that woman’s life with my Grey’s Anatomy knowledge. I said yes AND!
She didn’t make it.
Anyways, everything was going well and I felt like a hero for how I was stepping up and really taking on the world. But then I made the fatal agreement to clubbing on a Monday night. While I was dancing up a storm, a handsome man came over to me. I assumed he was drawn in by my attractive magnetism from my last 100 hour aura farming challenge video (click the link in the description to watch it!). He led me outside and I followed him through parts of Davie Street I had never seen.
Once we reached a dead end, he turned around and told me that he had an offer I couldn’t refuse. I asked him how he knew that it was Motivational Monday. He slapped me in the face and told me I had to watch The Godfather, followed by Sátántangó in all of its (seven-hour) glory. So, I pulled out my iPad and we pirated it, probably the most illegal activity this sketchy alley had seen.
Watching this painfully slow movie was the greatest test of endurance for my “yes, and” challenge. At this point, all I wanted to do was go home and cleanse my palette with some real cinema (Lego Batman). Yet, it was only 9:07 a.m., and if Mr. 67 didn’t complete his 24-hour challenges, then who was he?
Now this next part of the story is gonna be out of control because just thinking about it gives me a secondhand high.
Once the movie was over, the handsome man took off his duster jacket and revealed to me that what I thought was makeup was actually a raccoon’s face balanced on a body made of living and dead rats. I mentally prepared myself to be asked to have sex with this abominable creature, but then he offered me something that felt like a great relief from that idea: a massive joint.
I took one hit and the last thing I saw was the raccoon man scampering off into the night. Next thing I knew, I was astrally projecting to a beautiful, far-off planet. I asked the creatures there if they had heard of my YouTube channel. I think I aggravated them because they chased me back to earth. When I turned on the news, the next morning after completely losing track of the timeline of this challenge, I saw that we had started a war with the aliens.
In my next video, I’m going to start my “no!” challenge. This new challenge will go on indefinitely and I implore you all to join me. Set boundaries! Prioritize yourself! And if someone asks if Mr. 67 had anything to do with the space wars, just say “NO!!!”
