First, vague interest. Then, shock, dismay, sadness, stomach ache. Then the darker emotions. Fear, hatred, the desire to stab my eyes out with pencils to make the pain go away. Then I was awash with the urge to shake my ass like a person with a 105 degree fever and hallucinatory unicorn friends. Luckily that went away before anyone got hurt.
Then I had an epiphany. That guy is:
a) having a great time
b) probably getting paid an assload of money
c) getting a Screen Actors Guild credit
d) clearly doesn't give a crap what anyone thinks