The Mostly Forgettable Memorial Day Effort From the Boys Behind ‘Party In the F.I.P’
They’ve been parodied and sent up. And now the Fire Island Pines Boys are back, following up their “Party In The F.I.P” summer anthem with, uh, this “Don’t Rain On My Parade” number from Glee. It’s their Memorial Day Weekend introduction to the summer Fire Island season. And it, well, eh.
These faggots have officially set acceptance for gay people back 45 years. I can forgive the awful lip-synching, but NOT the complete lack of wit. And girls? You’re like the Sex and the City ladies– FAR too old to be prancing around in American Apparel polo shirts like you’re 19 and just sat on your first cock.
Please. Make. It. Stop.
I’m ready to nuke Fire Island just to shut these queens up.
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You’re right, it is mostly forgettable and I don’t care for that song anymore (I’ve heard it a thousand times too many over the years) but they’re attractive and they tried. Good for them. Projects like that are fun to make, I’m sure they had a good time.
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are they supposed to be funny? Ok, so the first time they were cute. They should’ve quit then and there, leaving audiences wanting more. Or don’t they know that’s the show-biz mantra?
Instead, hungry for more notoriety and to extend thei 1.5 seconds of fame, they’re back. And NOT in a good way.
Maybe a tsunami will flush Fire Island away? Oh please make it true!
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so self promoting gays aren’t talented or masc….big surprise
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My favorite part was the part with the dog taking a dump at 1:18 in the background lol :P
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It was mildly cute the first time. Now it’s like, who wants to watch a bunch of old queens lip-syncing?
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@Jimmy: haha
It says something about how gay you are when you’ve heard “don’t rain on my parade” thousands of times. It isn’t exactly an overplayed song in the mainstream (i.e. used in lots of shows, commercials, etc.). At least, not in my experience.
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I finally completely understand now just what the proper definition and context of the word “cringe-worthy” actually means.
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Uggh – the cameraman with parkinsons is making me sick watching this.
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I wonder what kind of jobs these guys have that their employers are willing to let them use their places of employment to make these little productions…assuming that was his real place of employment.
Or still have the time to devote to these things while maintaining a Manhattan life and expensive well-furnished apartments…assuming those are their apartments.
As a New Yorker I to this day puzzled by gay guys like this who have all the right furnishings and gadgets and have managed their lives down to every detail. But are still so seemingly ridiculous. Yet it seems they are making money. It’s like – what the hell do they do? What the hell kind of business did they go into?
It astonishes me.
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@ oh boy – I totally agree but i think the more important question is how they managed to get from Grand Central Station on to an LIRR train unless this was filmed 5 years in the future.
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Damn. You guys are a tough audience. Sure, the video was slight, but it’s an affectionate homage to a beloved show tune, not “The Sorrow and the Pity.” And I think the guys are cute. For a group who appropriately complains about ageism in our community, some of the Queerty gang sure can be unforgiving when guys display the slightest signs of growing up.
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The video was adorable and fluffy, and that’s all it was meant to be. The vitriol is unnecessary. Chill the fuck out, you uppity homos.
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News flash to all people with access to a cam corder: Lip syncing does not make you talented.
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The posters who defend this piece of shit are as pathetic as the ones made it.
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Hot boys in tight clothes and tiny underwear sing Barbra Streisand’s “Don’t rain on my parade”? I’ve never seen anything gayer than that!
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I have a feeling those who attack that video are jealous… It’s not those guys’ fault if you don’t have friends or if your life is so boring you’re annoyed by people having fun…
I didn’t think it was as good as the Party In the USA video, vut it was still a lot of fun.
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It’s been a long hard winter for them. They have aged since last year.