Last night my sister and I watched a movie from our childhood, "In Search of the Castaways." I found out that the crazy Frenchman that we remember as being a goober and constant source of bumbling gaffs is actually the French singer Maurice Chevalier. Weird. But the one thing I couldn't stop laughing about is a native Chilean sporting a wicked buttcut hairstyle going into convulsions like he was afflicted with tetanus in his garbled attempt to convey the native word for earthquake.
Fast forward to 1:45.