Tuesday, December 13, 2005


Let there be...ah, christ, what now?

Okay, I know I'm a Rocky Horror curmudgeon, with all my "in my day, we didn't have your fancy commemmorative edition DVDs and theatrical prints with "Superheroes," we watched bootleg tapes from Japan and we liked it, goddammit!" I accept that. But this is just unacceptable no matter how you slice it.

Wait, "vest?"

No fair! Part of the experience is supposed to be making your own costume! Damn kids these days lead a charmed life...never having to beg their Mom's to sew them a floorshow costume. What's the world coming to?
You're a hot dog...
Shut up bitch! It wouldn't have rhymed anyway!

And there isn't a whole lot of difference between their Magenta costume and the standard "sexy french maid." And seriously, if you don't know the difference between a vest and a bustier, you fail it. You're a malformation in the eyes of many, an also-ran.
Well, you're a blind alley cruiser!
They best thing they could ever do is die.
And that, Mowrer, is why you win.
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