You know when you're looking for a clip from the movie White Chicks to illustrate a post about how obviously criminal a White Chicks sequel is, and then what you find is this:

And then you're all laughing over your morning yogurt like a complete White Chicks fan? (Because of the part where he walks a thousand miles?) And you don't even know yourself anymore? Something's gone wrong today. Thanks for the identity crisis, Keenen Ivory.