Jazz Cops

Okay, so I just found out they made a sequel to Jazz Cops, one of my all time favorite YouTube clips. It even inspired me to make my A-Team video. But like most sequels, it sucks. Big time. It pains me to say that so much, because I love the first one more than swedish fish. So I’m not even going to post the sequel, here is the original instead in all its wondrous glory:

Now I know you loved that clip, and you’re super-excited that there is a sequel. However, I don’t want it to spoil the amazing memories you have of the first one, so be careful. Here you go.

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13 Responses to Jazz Cops

  1. Y’know, it’s been a while since you’ve done a video. Whaddup?

  2. I was waiting for the big “jazz hands” finish.

  3. Too much cops….too little jazz. The best thing was those Ugly Betty inspired wraps they had on for the bust.

  4. Oh Craig…I’d never seen the A-Team video lol

  5. u’re right, although i didn’t love the 1st one, but the sequel sucks even more xD they shouldn’t talk, just bounce around and look pretty xD

  6. Paul

    They should have called that “Camel-Toe Cops”

  7. Paul

    OMG! the second one was so bad I think it gave me cancer!!!!!!

  8. Mark

    I’m lost, totally and utterly,Completely LOST!

  9. Mark

    Ever hear the song Creep by Radiohead? I think maybe “I don’t belong here”

  10. I was hoping those outfits I donated to good will would go to a good cause.

  11. I’d actually never seen this before. I particularly enjoyed the tan line on the shorter one’s shoulder. That really completed her ensemble.

  12. I’m hoping that Jazz Nurses doesn’t go straight to DVD. I really want to see it on the big screen.

  13. Never saw Jazz Cops before, but now my life is complete. Hilarious.

    On the sequal though — I thought it was funny. Not hilarious as was the case with the original, but it was funny. Love the cheese, the really really bad green-screen, the Spelling-esque dialogue. All well worth it.

    My biggest disappointment with both can be summed up in three words:

    No jazz hands.