Good Man, Great Friend...and one Stupid Fuck-Up

There aren't enough amusements in the world. NOT ENOUGH.

There's the Internet. There's drugs. There's fucking. There's taking drugs and fucking while watching porn on the Internet. There's also bowling, going to the gym, going for a drive in the country...

Not EVERYONE has to go "surfing" on the top of trains, like THIS asshole, now deceased:

File this under Toasted Marshmallow Moron.

How lucky his Mom was able to come and see him in the hospital, toasted over 85% of his body and on his way to permanent cremation.

Take a look at Pretty Boy the Actor. This guy came to NYC from Ohio just TWO years ago, and he already had a career as an actor and a model! He had an agent, and had lined up parts in THREE different upcoming shoots...TV and film. So what the fuck was he being an asshole and "surfing" on top of trains for?

Because this is what a 21 year-old does in the 21st Century. He doesn't go date rape chicks. He doesn't work out at some low-cost gym. He doesn't jog around the reservoir in fucking Central Park. Nah.

Get this, at FIVE IN THE MORNING, this fuck-up was playing idiot games aboard a NYC-bound train as it roared into the station at Greenwich, Connecticut. He got conked by a "pantograph," which connects the train with an overhead power line and 12,000 volts of electricity.

He was zapped so hard he was on fire, and had to be put out with a fire extinguisher.

Meanwhile the train was taken out of service and a bunch of people were late for work. Yeah, a minor inconvenience, but they had better things to do with their time than this idiot. They were on their way to work. McClellen actually lived near 14th Street in Manhattan, which is rife with subway lines. He could've clung to the back of an L train and ended up in Brooklyn. He could've taken the #4 and, at 161st, climbed on to the roof to have a lovely view of Bronx all the way to Woodlawn Cemetery. Somehow, he was coming into the city from Connecticut after who knows what the fuck he was up to, and had to see the view while "surfing" on the roof. Till, POOF.

As Archie Bunker would add, "And this was a WHITE guy." Well, he probably ended up pretty charred, but you get the point. Here's somebody with some intelligence and a future, but who still was seduced by ADD and the 21st Century need for bigger and better kicks and thrills EVERY fucking minute of the day.

I'm sure it's like this all over the world now. I'll bet if he was in Holland, he wouldn't have been putting his finger in a dike. He wouldn't have toked up on the legal pot and gone fucking a slut or a pay-to-play whore in a window. He wouldn't have been downloading every Beach Boys album. He would've been climbing a windmill as it spun around, seeing if he could hold on before sailing a half a mile into the window of an Applebees, disturbing the meal of a fat Dutch douche.

Oh what FUN, the 21st Century.