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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