A short poem in honor of tonight’s Video Music Awards:
It ain’t hard to remember last year’s VMAs
So many “oh shit” moments happened up on that stage.
The Smith family watched slack-jawed and couldn’t not watch
When Miley stuck her ass all up in Robin Thicke’s crotch.
TSwift told Harry Styles to “Shut the fuck up”
And N’SYNC reunited as uncoordinated grownups.
Gaga danced in a thong and Macklemore was legit,
And we somehow made it through the night without seeing one tit.
But the best part of all was The Frisky’s live tweets
So we’re doing it again and you better be there, bitches.
… I didn’t feel like rhyming anymore. Keep reading »