I will creep into my neighbor’s living room, kidnap her Pekingese puppy, hike up to the tallest cliff in Runyon canyon, and offer it as a sacrifice to the MMA gods just so that someone can identify the song being played at the beginning of this JVA Films clip of Conor McGregor eating a sheep’s head in Iceland. Damn, that’s a really long sentence, but grammatically it’s perfect. Take that 10th grade AP English teacher. That’s the last time you’ll give me a C- for turning in a book report. Jokes on you, I never read Pride and Prejudice. I just copied off Eric Heggie‘s paper — and I stole all your unused book wrappers and made paper planes out of them. What now?
If people look at Conor McGregor’s face, they will see the face of a man who consumed another face on a neat porcelain plate. It’s just the thing to do in Iceland, the land that never sleeps but does a lot of gross things to make up for it. Check it out.