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So back in the winter of 2001-2002 James and I were up very late one night, chilling on the basement floor and watching TV. It was around two in the morning and we were both in that giddy state that comes over you when you're really exhausted. Something came on the TV and for years we have wondered just what the hell it was.
The next morning all we could recall was that there was a man, who seemed to be a homeless schizophrenic or something, walking in the middle of a tunnel and muttering. Cars were honking at him and weaving around him and eventually the inevitable happened. One hit him.
(It was at this point that the sleep-deprived, hysterical laughter had started. Loud guffaws that would have been embarrassing at any other time.)
Crazy Muttering Man got back to his feet and continued on his less-than-merry way until another car sent him flying. The process repeated itself for several minutes, and James and I howled each time. It was hilarious. At 2 a.m.
Eventually, the man who would not die muttered more frantically, getting angry and shrugging off his ratty coat. Shirtless, he stopped and raised his arms in -- triumph? rage? Hell if I know. A car slammed into him, sustaining immense damage, but the Muttering One stood firm. We were a little disappointed, honestly.
Anyway, we had no idea what this little snippet was. There was music, but it was sort of in the background, and there wasn't any title/artist listed on the screen. It wasn't a program, and it seemed odd for whatever station it was to be showing a short film. As I said, we've wondered for years about this. The crazy man was given the name 'Nimmeh Nimmeh Man' because the next morning that is what I recalled his mutterings sounding like. We've told the story of Nimmeh Nimmeh Man many times, and no one was able to help us solve it. It remained a mystery until last week.
Last week I received an email from James that said "Follow the link. You're welcome." I did follow the link, and Nimmeh Nimmeh Man was revealed. Behold the Nimmeh.
The next morning all we could recall was that there was a man, who seemed to be a homeless schizophrenic or something, walking in the middle of a tunnel and muttering. Cars were honking at him and weaving around him and eventually the inevitable happened. One hit him.
(It was at this point that the sleep-deprived, hysterical laughter had started. Loud guffaws that would have been embarrassing at any other time.)
Crazy Muttering Man got back to his feet and continued on his less-than-merry way until another car sent him flying. The process repeated itself for several minutes, and James and I howled each time. It was hilarious. At 2 a.m.
Eventually, the man who would not die muttered more frantically, getting angry and shrugging off his ratty coat. Shirtless, he stopped and raised his arms in -- triumph? rage? Hell if I know. A car slammed into him, sustaining immense damage, but the Muttering One stood firm. We were a little disappointed, honestly.
Anyway, we had no idea what this little snippet was. There was music, but it was sort of in the background, and there wasn't any title/artist listed on the screen. It wasn't a program, and it seemed odd for whatever station it was to be showing a short film. As I said, we've wondered for years about this. The crazy man was given the name 'Nimmeh Nimmeh Man' because the next morning that is what I recalled his mutterings sounding like. We've told the story of Nimmeh Nimmeh Man many times, and no one was able to help us solve it. It remained a mystery until last week.
Last week I received an email from James that said "Follow the link. You're welcome." I did follow the link, and Nimmeh Nimmeh Man was revealed. Behold the Nimmeh.
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ohmygoodness, that was kinda ...eerie. >.<