rebecca black friday funny

i step up to the talent show stage. i have this on my shoulder. everyone knows i am a ventriloquist.

you can not see a controller anywhere. the puppet turns to look at me. i hold my hands in the air. i am not holding a controller. for a moment, i seem prideful, but then it happens. its mouth slowly opens, and a bass boosted version of rebecca black’s “friday” starts to play on loop, except it’s only the word “friday” repeated over and over again. i am clearly stunned, horrified into silence as i stare back at this beast as it screams “friday” at me and everyone in the room. no one assumes i am acting, because i am not. this was not supposed to happen