Finally, the power of Ska turned to righteousness! If only The Specials had been right with God back in the day, what a world it could have been. We might have even avoided Erasure's giant inflatable penis and its affront to goodness. At the very least, we would have been spared Fun Boy Three.
The horror of this is that they have the whole thing down pretty well.
ahh poo-poo cawcaw dunny
I'm willing to bet they went straight into The Chicken Dance And after that little performance Vince drank a fifth of vodka, inhaled three huge rails of pink Bolivian flake, shot up some heroin, and banged both the Oktoberfest chicks over the backstage catering table.
I wasn't able to watch all the way to the end. Did they thank Mrs Viviachke for the coffee and cabbage rolls?
Wasn't that special.
When I said I liked ska, I had no idea you were posting such heinous fuckery. Bad PSA. Bad, bad, bad ...
"Once I tried to run, I tried to run and hide, but Jesus came and found me and touched me deep inside..."Ewwwww.
lulu.. That could be a theme for one of your random "name your fav etc" posts...
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