It would be a cool story if those two fans waiting outside became a couple ;) "So i was waiting for this awesome vlogger and well, thats how i met your mother"
Captain here! Manute Bol is a former nba player known for being a block specialist and aswell of being one of the tallest players that have ever played in the NBA. Manute Bol Is towering at 7-foot-7 (231cm) feet tall. *Flies for the alley oop*
Next Model Management is a fan of Casey's vlogs. Upon viewing today's video, and seeing that Casey introduced Karlie to the deathboard, Karlie was told she can no longer be friends with Mr. Neistat. Her face is worth A LOT of money.
M.C. Grigg Things that make this vlog great: 1) Casey; 2) Mail Time; 3) Hoverboard; 4) Time lapses; 5) Fans coming up to him on the street; 6) and, of course, Candice, Francine, and Gigi. (List was in no particular order.)
Alain Saint Surin yeah, a bit boring, but very, very cool. I admire his maturity and coolness. He just doesn't say a lot. :-) And Gigi's still my favorite! :-)
Blu Brad If she had been White, I doubt you would’ve said “the White chic”. How about “the girl from Virginia” or in the gray dress or the fan or something “
Outstanding vlog. Epic #MailTime w/ Karlie. My heart just melts everytime Casey goes outside of his office and there are fans waiting for him and he interacts with them :').
Matt S totally would have love to do IT stuffs (coding, hacking, production, etc...) but still have to be good in maths to do so... I failed so hard the arrow coukd have come to me
I need to know more about the girl from Virginia and the guy from Australia. Did they hook up?? Did they get each others numbers??? So many questions lol
"Look at this fucking cheetah. He doesn't slow down, he doesn't get distracted. If you slow down he will catch you and he will tear your fucking heart out." hahahahaha this is why people love Casey
Hi girlie from Virginia! Funny story, I just moved to Virginia/ DMV area and I travel solo too! Most recently to London. Anywho, holy hotness, that Aussie guy! Glad you both made the vlog!
I remember he had like 200,000 about a year ago now, and now he has over 1 million people subscribed. It's amazing to see channels grow. Keep up the good work Casey
I cant wait to try beme, It sounds a lot of fun! Hopefully will mean I can be more regular with content than on here...simplicity is sometimes good! :)
Wow never thought Casey would become this popular! Was thinking he would be that little hidden gem he was years ago. Nice job man you really deserve it! Hardest nicest working person ever. Oh also an okay filmmaker....
Karlie is six foot one. Casey comes up to her eyes. Eyes to the top of the head is 5 inches. Six foot one minus 5 inches is 5 foot 8 inches. Casey is five eight!
I kknow the odds of you seeing this are very slim but i just wanted to tell you that you are one of the very few people to have truly inspired me. The way you live you life and the morals and experiences that you have are just incredible. I am 16 and in those years of my existence i have quit talking to my father because he was abusive, however he was married to one of the better lawyers in the country so he is essentially immune. He also blamed me for the death of my grandfather because i have not talked to them and said the amount of stress i caused him because of it was too much. I honestly may believe i may be the reason for his death though, i do blame my self. He died when i was going to be a freshman in highschool and since then my grades have dropped and i have become more antisocial. Im my birthday when i was in 7th grade my grandfather who has since passed feel and had to have immediate emergency brain surgery to save his life. He was then in a coma for a month and a half but he was in a phoenix hospital as they were traveling the for MY birthday because I wanted too. Thats reason number one of why i blamed myself. While he was in a coma in Phoenix I was at home with my mother for those few months when regularly i would go with my father every weekend. I didnt want to go because i hate seeing people that i love and care about that way. It brought tears to my eyes then and still does now. All said and done i did go to see him after he was out of his coma, but the scariest thing was seeing my own father. The first thing that he said to me was; "Why dont you love us anymore." I was sitting there by my grandfather bed with that running through my mind and it was a terrible feeling. Even my grandfather said the same thing to me, and that was the first time the i contemplated suicide. Keep in mind that at the time i was only around 13 years old. After about a wee or so this all blew over and everything was back to normal, (yes even the abuse). About a year later when we were on a trip to Michigan i broke my ankle. My dads initial reaction was to yell at me for breaking my ankle, and, how could i be that f*ckng stupid, all while i was scared out of my mind that i had shattered my ankle and would either need surgery or be in a wheelchair for months or i wouldnt be able to walk again because i had broken it that bad. It was on our way to the ER that he had me call my mom for my insurance details. While i was on the phone with my mother he was still yelling at me which made me panic even more ad start balling while i was on the phone with my mom. While she was on a trip with her then boyfriend and she kept on losing signal with me as they were driving through the mountains, and she had a full blown panic attack. Even though all this happened we still made it to the ER and got my X Rays and everything was fine. (I didnt shatter it however the doctors did say that i was incredibly lucky to not have done so and needed surgery because of the manner that i had broken it). That same vacation we went up to an island called Mackinac Island, where no motor vehicles were allowed. So of course i was forced to either use crutches or walk during our 4 day stay there. However when i chose to use crutches he FORCED me to walk on it while we were there and even ride a fucking bike. That was when i stopped talkign to my father and i was 14 going into the 8th grade and had already made one of the biggest decisions i will ever make in life. That same year one month after quitting my communication with that side of the family my mom got a phone call. It was a call from my aunt on my fathers side of the family, she said that my grandfather fall again and was in another coma. However this time he was on life support and they wanted me to go see him before they pulled the plug. So we went to the hospital to go see him for the last time, and thank god my dad wasnt there. Even though i am alot bigger than him i am still terrified of him. I did get to see other family members and even my aunt that called who was in the hospital at the same time because she fell also. She fell trying to get into bed because her ex boyfriend shot and paralyzed her from the waist down. But seeing here and the side of the family that i refused to talk to nearly gave me a breakdown in front of everyone. The only reason i didnt just freakout is because i kept repeating to myself im here for him, not anyone else. So thats what i did i went to go see him. Immediately i started crying again. Just like i am now while writhing this. I saw him there hooked up to more machines that i could count. I tried though. I tried so damn hard to not cry in front of everyone. I remember thinking that i was the one that put him there. I was the one that put him inn that hospital for the last time. I remember thinking that he is going to die thinking that i hated him and everyone else on that side of the family. And that hurt. It hurt so fucking bad. It still hurts. And i still cry. I am crying while im writing this even. I just stood there looking at him. I didnt know what to do. I didnt know how to react to seeing him like that. I just took his had and it was cold. It was warm like i remembered it being didnt squeeze back when i squeezed like it used too. Then my grandmother his wife walked in saying that my dad was on the phone and wanted to talk to me. The first thing he said to me was, " So i hear you dont ever want to talk to me or see me ever again." Thats the last time that i ever talked to my father.. I dont know why im telling you or anyone else who is reading this what i am. But watching you, hearing about the struggles that you had in life, and seeing how successful you have become makes my think that maybe, just maybe there is still hope for me out there. That there is still a chance for me to become successful and do what i love doing for the rest of my life. After you saying that the only thing standing between you and where you want to be in life is simply doing it means alot more to me than it does to alot of other people. All i want to do in life is do what i love and that is making youtube videos for other people to enjoy. I dont care what happens to me in these next few years. I could die and still die happy. You have alot more impact on peoples lives than you might think Casey. And hopefully your impact does great things for the world, or at least more people than just me. So thank you. Thank you for sharing you life with us. And i felt i needed to share a little bit of mine with you because of how you made me realize how much potential me you or anyone has to make a difference in this world. I dont know if you or anyone else even bothered to read this far but if you have i just want to say thank you. These are the kind of reasons i didnt want to kill myself. Because i would have never had the chance to feel these small little victories in life anymore. I cant say it enough Casey but thank you.
No need to shout but simply check his Twitter for the latest, he is flying to Vidcon so Vlog will be posted late, and as per his Beme, he just landed! Casey is always nice enough to update his Twitter whenever necessary
i have been a subscriber on casey channel since 2012 and for all theses years that i have been on here i have never seen this channel so blown up THIS IS SO COOL!!!
