This is sort of the thing that those social documentaries that rivet people with train wreck fascinations excel at. I would watch a documentary about this guy.
I am now convinced that this is the prototype future human that MIME (Mentally Insane Monetary Elite) intended to turn us all into by the twenty first century. God damn, did they fail spectacularly. We're only half way this guy.
He's already released a video apologizing that some people may have been curse-ye-ha-me-ha'd that he didn't intend to. He blessed them through the internet to reverse the curse. (I wish that I were kidding).
Actually he doesn't live in the basement. He lives in one of the upstairs bedrooms. His parents don't do anything about it because they're dead inside.
Fake chris chan is Ian and he just cursed ye ha me haed.
The REAL chris chan has a paper sonichu medalion and can play an actual guitar, and he is brilliant.
One of the many things I love about Chris-Chan's videos is the way he edits them and ends up teleporting around the screen. This one is especially effective as he goes from growling "Die, you!"to whining about a disclaimer in a high voice.