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Watch This: British Woman Has Massive 90-Second Seizure During Reality Dance Show

By Dustin Rowles | Posted Under Videos | Comments (51)

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This poor woman. It’s bad enough that her name is Happiness. And now, this? I hope she gets some help.

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Comments

Christ.

How long did they placate this idiot with compliments? Congratulations, you dance like my 3 year old on a sugar binge. Now get off the fuckin' stage before I put you timeout.

Posted by: Kballs at January 7, 2011 10:54 AM

And you people don't want to watch Live to Dance. It's the same damn show.

Posted by: Robert at January 7, 2011 10:56 AM

That was hella more entertaining than any 'good' dance routine I've ever seen.

Posted by: Lawdog at January 7, 2011 10:56 AM

Epilepsy is a serious condition which effects millions of people and I will thank you to not make fun of our spokesperson.

Posted by: admin at January 7, 2011 11:02 AM

Aw, dammit, 'Balls, you stole my comment. I was gonna say she looked like a 3-year-old (yes, I had mentally chosen 3) who's just been told no, he can't have pasketti for the eighth straight day.

Posted by: , at January 7, 2011 11:05 AM

Gusto!!! That chick rules.

Posted by: Forward Observer at January 7, 2011 11:06 AM

Free your mind and your ass will follow.

Posted by: , at January 7, 2011 11:06 AM

A foggy evening in Victorian London and a voice calls out:

Freak show!
Freak show!
Sixpence to see the freaks!

I'm so glad we've moved on from those days when we mocked the less fortunate.
Oh...

Posted by: Simon at January 7, 2011 11:10 AM

I want some pasketti now.

Posted by: Lucas at January 7, 2011 11:19 AM

Guess I'll be the mature one and recognize her incredibly amazing performance, re-defining modern jazz dance in her wake; haters gonna be hatin'.

Makes that 'splits-across-the-entire-dance-floor' routine look old-fashioned now, huh?

Posted by: Jimboi at January 7, 2011 11:22 AM

Somebody finally managed to correctly interpret that song into dance and I really didn't need to see it.

Posted by: Peanut at January 7, 2011 11:26 AM

Sobering thought of the day: likely, someone sleeps with that.

Posted by: logar at January 7, 2011 11:32 AM

Burying the lead!

click the 1:30 mark over and over for instant insanity!!!

you're welcome.

Posted by: gunnertec at January 7, 2011 11:54 AM

I think I've found my brother's true soul mate. Sorry Sis-in-law; your days are seriously numbered.

Posted by: ed newman at January 7, 2011 11:56 AM

My mother always told me it wasn't nice to make fun of retarded people.

Posted by: brite at January 7, 2011 11:56 AM

You know what people? She looked like she was having fun, which I think is fabulous. I think it's incredibly unfortunate that so many people out there are afraid to hit the dance floor, because they think they'll look like an idiot.

Who cares! It's dancing! It's about the joy of moving your body to music. Yes, we should absolutely appreciate those who are excellent dancers, but we should be a little less mean to those who just want to have a good time and may not be able to step to the beat.

/lecture

Posted by: tamatha at January 7, 2011 11:58 AM

Where's Chuck Barris and the gong when you really need it?

I think they were just waiting to see which would happen first; an asthma attack or a bra blowout.

Posted by: bleujayone at January 7, 2011 12:14 PM

I blame William Hung.

Posted by: ponch at January 7, 2011 12:16 PM

Love the opening dialogue was like, "Her family doesn't know she's here tonight." No kidding. They probably tied her up in the basement to keep her from leaving. She was probably forced to make a daring escape involving a toxic mixture of basement chemicals and a snow-globe to get to the theater on time (ironically, she is a master of traps). The rest of that breif sound-bite probably sounded something like, "...because they would be horribly ashamed that their daughter is making an ass of herself on national television, shaming their entire family line and causing the spirits of their dead ancestors to rise from the grave and possess the small town of Biggleswade, where the family has dwelt in high esteem for four centuries, and where the disturbed spirits will unleash an undead horde upon all of Great Britain. Yay, though I walk through the valley of death, I shall fear no evil..."

Whatever, I hope she wins. "A" for affort.

Posted by: superasente at January 7, 2011 12:19 PM

I don't buy the "Who cares? People should enjoy themselves" argument. There is a huge difference between having fun at somebody's wedding and encouraging people to go on a dance competition TV show so you can watch and laugh at them.

Posted by: Three-nineteen at January 7, 2011 12:25 PM

This makes me think of Pandora from Skins. This is totally how she'd dance on a TV show. Hilarious.

Posted by: Candee at January 7, 2011 12:36 PM

"Free your mind and your ass will follow."

Thanks , I almost choked on a chip. Not sure I'll ever be able to watch Woody Harrelson dance again.

Posted by: neurotica at January 7, 2011 12:42 PM

How I Know I Am A Horrible Person:
I was waiting for her to really have a seizure.

Posted by: Vee at January 7, 2011 12:47 PM

Olive did it better.

Posted by: linny at January 7, 2011 1:01 PM

I hate the douchebaggy "judge" in the idiotic backwards hat (how fucking old are you dude?) who cannot CANNOT let her have the spotlight without vamping and shucking and jiving on his own like the lifelong attention whore he undoubtedly is.

I love Happiness. Not the movie. The dancer.

Posted by: klingonfree at January 7, 2011 1:10 PM

Please don't insult my future husband, klingonfree.
Ashley Banjo could kick puppies in front of me and I would still drool a little bit with sheer lust.

Posted by: squeeziee at January 7, 2011 1:16 PM

**googles ashley banjo because she does not believe there is such a person with such a name** **also cannot believe i am referring to mybadself in the third person**

OK. Fair enough. We'll have a Mexican standoff: I'll agree he's your future husband wnd you'll agree he's a douchebaggy judge in a backwards hat. We'll leave the whole issue of backwards hats making men look like pumpkin-headed 3rd graders off the table. For now. Congratulations on your impending nuptials.

Posted by: klingonfree at January 7, 2011 1:21 PM

So THAT's what a conniption fit looks like.

Posted by: madjackdeacon at January 7, 2011 1:23 PM

I swear to God that's Melanie Huxell. That's Melanie Huxell, right??

Posted by: Kolby at January 7, 2011 1:30 PM

Um... this has been done, and with quite a bit of success, Leslie Hall has quite a following:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J1c2KzJbcGA

Posted by: MRod at January 7, 2011 1:31 PM

That song is horrible.

Posted by: Brenton at January 7, 2011 1:37 PM

Just for the record, that's probably about as professional as I might look trying to dance to that song, but I'm pretty sure the world will never find out... unless I do have an actual seizure and that song just happens to be playing in the background.

Also, is she wearing Hammer pants, or were her leggings just completely falling off her ass? The crotchular region seems to vary greatly during her "dance" routine and at one point, just as the camera cuts away, she seems about to give them a good yank up.

Posted by: Mrs Smith at January 7, 2011 1:56 PM

That is what happens when the rhythm finally gets you.

Posted by: Lindsey with an 'e' at January 7, 2011 3:37 PM

someone graffitied on the side of a building at my school: "Be Careful You Don't Lose The Rhythm Of Your Life"

it felt like an omen reading it yesterday.

now i know why.

of course, i cut my teeth (among other injuries) in mosh pits, so i really shouldn't point fingers.

Posted by: idleprimate at January 7, 2011 4:18 PM

Massive seizure? Whatever. I say that's massively entertaining.

Posted by: stardust at January 7, 2011 5:04 PM

I wonder how many college degrees went into bringing that to the masses?

Posted by: John W at January 7, 2011 6:35 PM

That is what happens when the rhythm finally gets you.

HA!


Posted by: MelBivDevoe at January 7, 2011 7:52 PM

So many thoughts..

1) click the 1:30 mark over and over for instant insanity!!!

Posted by: gunnertec at January 7, 2011 11:54 AM

Yes, someone needs to loop that sucker.

2) There is a huge difference between having fun at somebody's wedding and encouraging people to go on a dance competition TV show so you can watch and laugh at them.

Posted by: Three-nineteen at January 7, 2011 12:25 PM

YES, thank you! That's what I keep telling my family and "friends" who watch this crap.

3) Shouldn't this just be a Pajiba Love item?

4) If Lucas gets pasketti, I want pasketti too.

Posted by: Uriah Creep at January 7, 2011 9:25 PM

How I Know I Am A Horrible Person:
I was waiting for her to really have a seizure.

Me too! I kept waiting for it to happen and felt a faint sense of disappointment when it didn't. Guess you and I should head on over to the Horrible Persons Club. I hear they serve tea. One cup every meeting contains arsenic.

Posted by: Lindsay at January 7, 2011 9:30 PM

Vee and Lindsay....I too am horrible for thinking she would have a seizure, and surely slated for hell because I was slightly, er, very, disappointed that there wasn't a seizure! Are their dues to the Horrible Persons Club?

Also, I suspect this is what I look like during Zumba, so I should not mock Happiness. Should not, but doing it anyway....

Posted by: The Woo at January 7, 2011 9:55 PM

I liked it.

Posted by: Jiggles at January 7, 2011 10:00 PM

Add me to the "waiting for a real seizure" group.

At least the Brits openly laughed at, mocked her and got into the hilarious awfulness. If it were America, we'd actually have nothing but the "awww, good for the retard" type schmaltz that has made its way into these comments.

And in all seriousness, I can simultaneously think that this is hilarious, and that the people who became fans of the Susan Boyle types are sickening. I think stupid people making idiots out of themselves is hilarious, but when you feel good about yourself for thinking "oh my god, that monster has talent! It's amazing because people that look like that aren't meant to have any worth to society, but this thing does!" I think that makes you worse than me. At least I'm not hiding my real thoughts.

I'm gonna go YouTube "seizure" now and hope for some comedy.

Posted by: Steve at January 7, 2011 10:15 PM

We can get t-shirts made that say, "We laugh at jokes that include the word 'retard.' " And the back can have a picture of bus driving up to the entrance of hell.

Posted by: Lindsay at January 7, 2011 10:34 PM

Ok the dancing was bad... but I was more focused on that female judge's adorable haircut. I seriously envy girls who can rock short hair like that and still look gorgeous.

Posted by: Even Stevens at January 8, 2011 12:35 AM

Is this an SNL skit?

Posted by: wonderbreadhead at January 8, 2011 1:22 AM

There's NO "A" in "PSSKETTI!"

Posted by: Rykker at January 8, 2011 3:30 AM

Mutilating people while singing "LALALALALALALALA ITS GUTTIN TIME!" is more amusing than this.

Posted by: Deadpool at January 8, 2011 5:41 AM

That chick would absolutely rock a mascot gig!

Posted by: Sunsneezer at January 8, 2011 9:06 AM

So THAT's what a conniption fit looks like.

Posted by: madjackdeacon at January 7, 2011 1:23 PM
---
Heh, I flashed on the Bill Cosby story about the time his wife was sick and he had to get the kids ready for school and had no idea what to feed them for breakfast but he hit upon the idea of cake. What's in cake? Good things. Milk, flour, eggs. So he's feeding the kids cake for breakfast when his wife wanders downstairs and ...

"Now I had always heard the word 'conniption,' but until that moment I had never actually seen one."

Posted by: , at January 8, 2011 7:53 PM

WTF you snarky fucks. I love you for being snarky, but this chick? She doesn't give a FUCK. That alone makes her awesome to me. You see how she's dancing? That's how you dance in private to songs you're ashamed of.

It's a cheesy, awful fucking program but damnit. That chick doesn't give a single damn, which is awesome.

Posted by: AlexaCastro at January 10, 2011 12:43 AM

This may be a dumb question, but if I want to send an email, what do I do? It's probably right on this webpage, but I couldn't find it.

Posted by: Wilton Rings at January 22, 2011 11:07 PM