BOMBSHELL Mayhem on Gutfeld! Emily Compagno & Kat Timpf Dress as Cheerleaders, Force Greg Gutfeld Into Wild Dance Routine — What Happened Next Left the Audience SCREAMING
In one of the most unexpected — and downright hilarious — moments to ever air on late-night television, Gutfeld! turned into a full-blown cheerleading tryout, and the internet still hasn’t recovered.
It started like any typical episode of Fox News’ Gutfeld!, with Greg Gutfeld tossing out razor-sharp one-liners and the panel gearing up for their usual round of political commentary and pop culture roasts. But just when viewers thought they knew what was coming… Emily Compagno and Kat Timpf made their entrance.
Wearing actual cheerleader uniforms — yes, with pom-poms, pleated skirts, and matching sneakers — the two Fox News stars stormed the set in full formation. The crowd exploded in laughter as the duo launched into a hilariously choreographed cheer skit, complete with high-energy chants, mock-serious spirit fingers, and over-the-top pep.
But that wasn’t the end. The real madness began when they turned to Greg.
“Come on, Greg — you’re part of the squad now!” Emily shouted, tossing him a spare set of pom-poms.
What followed can only be described as chaotic brilliance. Gutfeld, grinning but visibly panicked, awkwardly joined in the routine. He tried to follow their choreography, which included a half-spin, two claps, and what might have been a questionable attempt at twerking. The crowd LOST it. Audience members were howling with laughter, slapping their knees, and some were even standing just to get a better look at what one person later called “the wildest thing I’ve ever seen on Fox News.”
Kat Timpf, unable to stay in character, doubled over laughing as Greg Gutfeld — who at one point shouted “Is this a hostage situation?!” — attempted a dramatic cheer jump that ended with him gasping for breath and clutching his lower back.
“It was supposed to be a lighthearted skit,” Emily Compagno later joked, “but Greg’s dancing turned it into a medical emergency.”
Clips of the moment exploded on social media within minutes. One user posted:
“I just watched Greg Gutfeld do a cheerleader kick on national TV. I need therapy and a replay button.”
Another added:
“Kat and Emily deserve an Emmy for this. Greg deserves a chiropractor.”
The segment is now being hailed as one of the most memorable in the show’s history — a perfect blend of unscripted comedy, absurd energy, and just enough chaos to remind viewers why Gutfeld! remains one of the most unpredictable shows on television.
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