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I was a Huge Botard

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008 – running time 34:25
This episode of Internet Superstar looks at the shame of our earlier years through cathartic interviews with the now grown kid from the 2001 Internet meme "Hello my future girlfriend," the founder of Mortified, and The Star Wars Kid.

Unless they still are one, most people will admit to being a huge dork in their teenage years. Even Internet's Martin Sargent. On this episode of Internet Superstar, Martin works through the horrifying, shameful memories of his early years by interviewing people whose pasts may have been even more embarrassing.

In his first interview ever, Martin and Gator talk to a now grown up Michael Blount. Michael Blount, you'll recall, was the mullet-sporting, high-pitched kid from one of the first massively distributed Internet memes ever, Hello My Future Girlfriend. What's he doing now, how does he feel about his infamous past, and how did Martin contribute to his ruination back in 2001? It’s all in the interview.

Next up is David Nadelberg, founder of the wildly popular and critically acclaimed Mortified stage shows. Mortified, in Dave's words, "Is a comic excavation of adolescent art, writing, and media." In other words, it's everyday people getting up on stage and reading or showing the horribly embarrassing stuff they wrote or created in their angst-ridden youth. And now there's a fantastic website component of the show at GetMortified.com

And finally, in a true coup, we have the first interview EVER with The Star Wars Kid. What's he doing so many years after picking up a golf ball retriever and filming himself pretending it was a lightsaber, only to have the footage find its way onto the Internet and onto the computer screens of about 1/5 the world’s population? Tune in to find out.

Internet Superstar. It's only slightly less embarrassing than when you shat your pants running the high hurdles in 8th grade gym class!