You know the deal. Watch this first:
First, let’s just ignore the fact that this is called “Outlaw Yoga.” People make mistakes, and that’s OK. But, damn, right?! Like, did I just get third eye fucked by the most ultimate bro in yoga? I hope so, ’cause I’m into this guy.
Now, now. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, “Hey, you can’t be into him! He’s just some Bryan Kest-type dude who probably gazes way longer than anyone should.”
To this I say, “Pshaw….” Personally, I think this is a classic case where the message is overtaken by the messenger. Like, I’m pickin’ up whatever this dude is puttin’ down. I like “funnels.”
I like seeing tattoos on people. I like beads. And, although I hate scenarios where I’m forced to “mingle” with people I don’t know…
…I like the *idea* of making people challenge their social comfort zones…
…by forcing people to mingle with people they don’t know….
All that, including references to tunnels, is included here.
Now, would I take his yoga class? Hellllllllz no. I get the feeling that yoga classes with this dude are almost entirely based on his mood for the day, and something tells me that shits swings with the wind.
Nevertheless, it does look like a yoga class of the outlaw variety comes complete with some sweaty…
And, before you get all judgey, remember: You’ve done that hand to heart thing before.
Anyway, I like this video so much I’m proposing we put it in that elite group of videos that can only be called, “Camp Travis Elliot.” Awww, remember him? Travis Elliot? Let’s just take a peek back in Babs history…
And, yes, that was a wizard at min 1:06.
Thanks to one of our readers for the tip.