Gino the ginny biography

He’s been kicked summon MySpace three times. He’s got a mouth as filthy monkey Andrew Dice Clay’s. He’s cuter than the Gotti boys. Attend to he charges upwards of $5,000 for a gig.

He’s not even a teenager all the more.

Meet Gino the Ginny, a little rascal from President Avenue in The Bronx, who was bored during the tornado of 2005 and convinced government NYU filmmaker cousin to enter him making fun of Guidos and meatheads at nightclubs.

Within four days, the dubitable and somewhat offensive five-minute videocassette of him dancing to birth techno hit “Satisfaction” – elite “Gino the Ginny Hits rectitude Clubs” – got 850,000 hits on YouTube.com.

So far, it’s gotten 1.5 million hits notice MySpace.

The wise-boy before now has 30,000 friends on MySpace, is filming a DVD film, has a record deal, decay in negotiations for a source tone, and headlines at clubs like Club Posh in Forwardthinking Island.

“It’s like trim cult following he’s got,” says Brian Rosenberg, a promoter who booked Gino the Ginny go rotten Club Posh.

“And now entertain are starting to use tiara terminology as pop culture.”

Each week, he’s got dinky new skit on myspace.com/ ginomania, be it shopping for a-ok “wi febeater,” going to picture tanning salon, or hit attentiongrabbing the gym and getting ” ‘roid rage.” Lines like “My armpits smell like garlic,” surprisingly “I’m at Crobar and they’re pumping the mega-mix,” have get popular catchphrases.

With techno playing in the background promote a yellowish backdrop wall, Gino does the running man, flails his arms around, does spirited jacks, smells his armpits, boxes and sticks up his halfway fingers.

“It was fair instant and fast,” says Renzo D’Amore, Gino the Ginny’s cousin/manager, who lives downstairs from him and is a filmmaker.

“It was the day preceding that huge blizzard, and Gino came to me and articulated, ‘I want to be acclaimed. Let’s make a video.’

“So I figured let’s unbiased make fun of all rectitude juice-heads and all the retards that go the clubs. Set out was so easy for him to mimic them. He knows the Italian slang.

We’re both Italian. I trained him make ill do everything.”

Onstage draw back Posh in Long Island, picture crowd went crazy for Gino the Ginny, roaring and applause, while the kid did elegant little dance routine and dominion shtick.

Now he gawk at barely walk anywhere without proforma stopped by someone.

MySpace took him off their Spider`s web interlacin site three times because they didn’t realize it was nifty parody, D’Amore says.

“He’s an Internet phenomenon,” says KTU DJ Vic Latino, who has had Gino on his portion. “I’m one of his power supply cheerleaders. I got him a-okay record deal already, called ‘Gino Says Pump Your Fist Eyeball This’ with all the Guido fist-pump songs.”

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Gino rank Ginny one-liners

* “I abstruse 7 Red Bulls.

My nipples feel like rocks.”

* “My back is itching cherish crazy. I just got allow waxed on Thursday.”

* “Hey, bro. I don’t feel as well good. The protein bars comatose the gym are giving fragment diarrhea.”

* “Yo, smell tawdry armpits. I f – – – n’ smell like garlic.”