Dropping by the Yo on E! studio yesterday, the internet sensation who emerged a fully formed diva from the afterbirth of Spears' VMA performance, refused to intone the catchphrase that's earned him a reality show that may or may not ever find it's way to the air, an act of defiance tantamount to an organ grinder's monkey defecating in his tiny hat after a passerby hands him a dollar. If he doesn't quickly learn a way to make his mascara streak on command without ten minutes of dramatic preparation, he's going to find his hosts on the basic cable promotional circuit cutting his segments short so they can spend more time chatting with more cooperative viral video superstars, like that bear who fell out of the hammock.

BONUS! If you stumble upon those naked photos of LBAG, don't look at them. It's a jailbait trap!

• Yo on E [E! Online]
• Previously: Leave Britney Alone Guy: The Possible TV Show [Defamer]

Even though the clip's ultimate purpose is unclear—unless it's intended to create a viral abomination that will rampage through the internet, destroying every bears-in-hammocks video in its path—it did, like all provocative works of art, cause us to ponder an uncomfortable question: namely, how can we live in a world where LBAG can rack up 9 million views en route to his own possible reality show, while a gifted improvisational performer like Atene is forced to toil in development-deal-free obscurity? God, we are forced to conclude, has turned His back on the YouTubes.

• Chris Crocker Cries for Brian Atene [YouTube]
• Previously: Brokeback Brian [Defamer]

"Chris first got on our radar a year ago," said 44 Blue prexy/co-founder Rasha Drachkovitch, who said he wants to develop a show that plays to Crocker's strengths.

"It's going to pretty much be the 'Chris Crocker experience,'" he said. "We consider him a rebel character that people will find interesting. He's going to be a TV star."

With Hollywood serving up a seemingly inexhaustible supply of drug-addled, career-sabotaging starlets in need of protection from a cruel and unsympathetic public, we're confident that 44 Blue will eventually be successful in delivering the "Chris Crocker experience" (we imagine this involves nothing more complicated than a camcorder, a yellow blanket backdrop, and enough mascara to streak a thousand eyes streaming salty crocodile tears) into America's living rooms. Assuming, of course, that the televisions in those living rooms have access to the Screamy Drama Queen Channel on which it will eventually run.

• 'Britney' guy may get TV gig [Variety]

· Despite being led to believe that Megatron was the gay one, something about hearing the plea from the reassuring-yet-authoritative lips of Optimus Prime really made us reconsider our callous response to the singer's disastrous VMA performance:

· This mash-up got us a little misty. It's as if the last viral video sensation no one cares about anymore were passing the torch to the next generation:

· And finally, you know you've really achieved internet celebrity when Jimmy Kimmel has you as a guest on his show. Is it just us, or do those two have some real sexual chemistry?: