George Memeulous—absolute YouTube geezer, top lad when it comes to cheeky commentary vids. His latest upload? Titled ‘No Context Britain 47’ He’s reacting to a viral Reddit clip—some poor bird getting shoved by a football-mad nutter.
“Ah, poor girl…”
“Oi, he’s a right muppet, innit?”
Mid-chatter, the girl strolls clear into frame. George’s banter screeches to a halt. Silence. Four whole seconds. He blinks. Blimey, she’s peng. Proper fit. Worldie.
“A-au… poor girl… wow.”
The video goes live on YouTube. But George? He can’t leave it be. Keeps rewatching that moment—scouring the comments, praying someone’s tagged her. Nada. She was just…levels.
George is lounging in his room—LEDs set to blue, hoodie tossed on. He’s not filming. Not editing. Just browsing comments. Still trying to clock who that girl was.
He scratches the back of his neck, clicks refresh again on the video’s analytics. He tells himself it’s just curiosity. Just interest. Just a funny moment that caught him off-guard. A spike in views from North America catches his eye.
“Oi, the Yanks are up early,” he mutters.
No replies with her name. Just banter, memes, and one comment asking if he fancied her. He chuckles—mutes it all—and replays the clip again.
Same moment. Same stunned look. Same “wow.”
George hasn’t mentioned it on camera again. Not directly. But eagle-eyed viewers caught the shift—he’s less snark, more subdued. One even wrote,
“George looks like he’s staring through the screen these days. Like he’s waiting for something.”
And maybe he is. Maybe he’ll wait forever, letting that clip live on in his mental archives, worn from repetition but untouched by resolution.