Thursday, March 01, 2007

Oh My God, you guys, seriously.....FUCK IT

Oh Rock Star, so much like an old boyfriend that you can't get out of your head. We've tried. We took some time apart. A long time apart. This is what worked for us last year, when the going got too tough. We took a break and came back refreshed and ready to resume our relationship. But you've gone too far. The last time we forced you out of our lives, we realized that we were happier without you. Without digging for mediocre jokes about people we don't even glean enough entertainment from to hate. Without pulling up the fashion profiles and being gripped by the paralyzing reality that we have almost nothing left to say about these people. Without being tortured by apathy and dread, oh Rock Star, we are ready to break the circle of violence. And we always thought we'd wind up with a show just like our fathers....

On a personal note, I am moving at the end of this month to sunny Las Vegas, Nevada, and quite frankly, I hope to be spending a lot less time on the internet. That, and speaking for myself only, the only ones I remember anything about are Storm and Zayra. And Patrice and Lukas, for opposite reasons. So here I lay down and say, "You win, Tommy Lee. You win."

I actually haven't discussed this with Crystal yet, hopefully she won't be too pissed by my declaration, but I would like to get in one more swipe at SuavePorn before I finally escape this midwestern hellhole. (not that I don't love the midwest, because you know I have a serious prejudice against people not from fly over country. Or Chicago. I count Chicago.)

I highly doubt my ability to finish up with this entirely before I leave, and I highly doubt my devotion to it after I arrive. So, it is my promise that we will have the second annual Crystal and Gina Fashion Awards Spectacular before I leave for Vegas on March 30. I though it would be nice to ask all ten of you to either drop us an email at rsinxsfashiontragedy@yahoo.com or to drop us a message at our myspace page and let us know what kind of awards and nominees you would like to see.

We'll be doing the usual (best/worst hair, outfit, fashion MVP, etc) but it's been a long time since these eyeballs have peeped anything having to do with Rock Star (except this hilarious "Where Are They Now?" update from Moist Rub at Leperpop) in foreveragesago, so a refresher from you guys would be great.

We'll try and make this a good once since there is a chance it may be the last update on RSFT history. (We'd totally still watch a third season, Burnett! Even if you ripped our hearts out and shit in the hole last time!)

-Gina

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  • I'm Please Stop, Ellie Mae
  • From SAINT LOUIS, MISSOURI, SUCKA
  • This is us at a bar called "Hillbillyz" in Poplar Bluff, Missouri. We don't live there (small favors) but we are worldly broads. We shouldn't have put this on here, but we figure if you are going to make fun of people's clothes, then why not post a picture of ourselves plowed, wearing shitty hats, glow sticks, and leis? Make jokes as you will. You know we would. We have been called "mean-spirited", "blind, talentless, bitches" and "just girls" by various people on the internet and by adding this picture we hope to add many more personal insults to the list. Recap: we made fun of what people wore on the television show, Rock Star: INXS. We will be doing it again for RS: SuperNOOOva. We thought the INXS show would be the world's biggest joke. And this? Jesus Christ. We can't wait.... ... drop us a line at rsinxsfashiontragedy@yahoo.com
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