If you don't get this, I feel sorry for you, but one must /b/ow to pressure. And if you're reading via RSS or Bloglines, you'll need to click through to the actual page. This... is... Chocolate Rain guy Rick Rolling himself.
It's like worlds colliding. It's like your ex-girlfriend sleeping with the brother of the girl you slept with five years prior. Erm, no, it's not like that, I assure you.
The question is how can I watch your video and still see the guy jumping against the fence from 1987. Damn MTV.
And to answer your unspoken question: for the blondes. I lived in the middle of nowhere. I didn't get out much. I was married.