David Blaine, Time Traveling Demon | Tragic Comedy

Hilarious parody of David Blaine and his magic victims. Part I & Part II.

One Reply to David Blaine, Time Traveling Demon

Amy Austin | August 28, 2007
Oh my fucking God... that was so fucking funny, I almost choked on my laughing... and I think I almost pissed orange soda, too...

I'm still wiping away the tears... and I'm pretty sure it's orange soda!

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