Way to go Madonna. Only your terrifying quads could have the insane ability to make Britney Spears seem relatively normal, sane, and maybe even in possession of a little thing called class in comparison. Excuse me while I clean up the vomit on my keyboard. Looking at the quintessential pop bad girl from way back when, and the grossly infamous good girl mouseketeer gone rotten (I'm not even bringing Lindsey Lohan into this), I fear for the likes of Hillary Duff and Miley Cyrus in the ongoing attempts to "mature" their image. In fact Duff is already well along that path going at her B-side celeb rate, but her new video still really weirded me out...I don't like Lizzie Mcguire telling me to touch her. I really really don't.
I'm sorry. I really am. You...you had to know how bad it was. Please don't hate me.
Showing posts with label the undead. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the undead. Show all posts
Friday, November 7, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
unDEAD unDEAD unDEAD.... undead.
When Senator McCain or Governor Palin talk on the TV, I turn the volume way low and just play Bauhaus over them.
THE VICTIMS HAVE BEEN BLED
RED VELVET LINES THE BLACK BOX
BELA LUGOSI'S DEAD
UNDEAD UNDEAD UNDEAD
RED VELVET LINES THE BLACK BOX
BELA LUGOSI'S DEAD
UNDEAD UNDEAD UNDEAD
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)