Do you love to make people smell bad things? Or taste rotten milk? Then email this post at once to all of your friends, or Facebook it, or tweeter it, so they can hear this horrible all-star feminist virtual jam session that resulted in "Go Forth, Feminist Warriors." Basically, a bunch of feministy type musicians set out to make a feminist "We Are The World," which there is really no good reason to do.
'Trix and you all should get together in the chat cave and come with (and perform) a "We are the Wonkettes" anthem we all can sing along to.
Well I made it to the end, mostly because I couldn't find the fucking soundcloud button again to stop it. This gave me ear cancer. That is a thing, right? If it isn't, it FUCKING IS NOW.
The "Pizza" part at the end, totally worth it! *
*Not totally worth it. What the becheesed circular bread tomato sauced fuck?
So, the Stone's Under My Thumb isn't good enough?
"We Aren't The World"
--The Dickies
'Trix and you all should get together in the chat cave and come with (and perform) a "We are the Wonkettes" anthem we all can sing along to.
I smell Grammy.
Well I made it to the end, mostly because I couldn't find the fucking soundcloud button again to stop it. This gave me ear cancer. That is a thing, right? If it isn't, it FUCKING IS NOW.
The "Pizza" part at the end, totally worth it! *
*Not totally worth it. What the becheesed circular bread tomato sauced fuck?
Everybody sing!!!!!
We. Don't. Need. This. It doesn't help us. Just the opposite.
you should maybe not tell them you know about it.
we will not speak of this again.