People, us, aka (society) always go on about RUN DMC breathing life back into the pouting, velvety corpse known as Aerosmith, or how Who’s the Boss single-handedly resuscitated the worm ridden flesh bag of men’s hairdos; feathered hair. So, where are the accolades for Cyndi F-ing Lauper body slamming the decomposed cadaver of wrestling, back into the land of the living? NOWHERE! Perhaps we, (society) should wake up very soon, (like in 15 minutes) and stop being racist toward women, or we may be in danger of having shown our…TRUE COLORS.
Until tomorrow, this is Pinky Carnage, ashamed and signing off for US (SOCIETY!)
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Oh, shit! True Colors is one her songs! Coincidence?!
Keep doing you, Pinky!
03.25.08 at 2:28 pm
Excellent work from you people, Time After Time.
03.25.08 at 2:31 pm
tv carnage…you are my favorite funnyman!!
03.25.08 at 2:52 pm
hell yes! Pray to the alter of Cyndi! NOW!
03.25.08 at 5:02 pm
if you want something great to watch while smoking a big blunt, put “the self destruction of the ultimate warrior” into your netflix queue. he was this wrestler in the late 80s/early 90s who was just methed out of his skull all the time and babbled on in interviews making absolutely no sense. it’s fucking hilarious.
03.25.08 at 11:40 pm
holy shit, check her gimping out
03.26.08 at 1:40 pm