I was at this house party yesterday afternoon and then, out of nowhere, this guy who didn't even appear to be on drugs put on that terrible Six Pence None The Richer song, ripped his shirt from his body, and began vandalizing his chest with the iconic statement “Free Hugz + Kizzez.”  After all that, he scandalously stripped down to his under trousers and began hugging every clothed person in sight.

But it gets better: after pressing his skin up against everyone, he sprawled out on a beach chair started gorging himself with cornsyrup logs while the crowd looked on unconcerned for the man's well-being.

Observe:

Now, I can't really imagine what would drive a man to publicly strip down to his undies and force feed himself Twinkies like he was making human foie gras, but it probably has something to do with “an exploration of our comforting indulgences” or “a dare from a friend” or “I was hot and hungry.”

Anyway, props to this guy, as he made performance art as sufferable as it gets.