I must admit that I once watched Magic Mike. Well, I shared three bottles of wine with my friends and watched the stripper parts while chattering through the actual plot of the movie. I still don’t really know the actual plot, but I know that big, oiled dudes shaking their ding dangs around is a good time. Now there’s going to be a sequel with more big, oiled dudes shaking their ding dangs. It’s a good time to be alive.
Channing told GQ the plans he and writing partner Reid Carolin have for the sequel:
“We cut out so much stuff that was just really juicy fun things to happen in a movie that you haven’t seen before,” he says. One of the conventions he attended was in Raleigh, North Carolina. They went en masse in his buddy’s van and danced for 3,000 women. “The women would come from miles and miles around,” he recalls. “Then you lock the doors and you say all bets are off. It gets zany and crazy, and it’s a wild ride. It’s an incubator for insanity. It doesn’t matter almost what you do onstage. I don’t want to put anything in black and white on a page, but if you’ve been to one, you know how crazy it gets, and now pour kerosene on that. You’ve seen Magic Mike—now multiply that. Mob mentality. It’s just exponentially crazier. I thought it was absolutely insane.”
Charming Potato has lived quite the interesting life. Stripper, dancer, Danny McBride’s buttmonkey, marriage, and a kid. You can’t help but like the guy, but not as Gambit. That’s crazy talk. Get the fuck out.