by ricky roma September 27, 2003
by Ricky Roma December 27, 2003
guy: can I give you the shocker?
girl: no
guy: how about two in the pink one in the stink?
girl: sure
girls are stupid
girl: no
guy: how about two in the pink one in the stink?
girl: sure
girls are stupid
by Ricky Roma November 29, 2003
Side project of Al Jourgensen's primarily composed of members from Nine Inch Nails (Trent Reznor aka Ike Krull) and Ministry (Bill Rieflin aka Wee Willie Reefer; Al Jourgensen aka Buck Satan (vocals) and Hypo Luxa (producer)
most famous for their 1994 cover of Black Sabbath's "Supernaut". There is a rumor that Trent Reznor does the vocals for this track, but because of legal problems with his record company, the vox was distorted and credit was given to Mr. Buck Satan.
most famous for their 1994 cover of Black Sabbath's "Supernaut". There is a rumor that Trent Reznor does the vocals for this track, but because of legal problems with his record company, the vox was distorted and credit was given to Mr. Buck Satan.
There are two different stories as to how this side-project came about... one is said that it was created through Al's distate of a poor mix of a Revolting Cocks song. Another was through his worry that the final mixes from THE LAND OF RAPE & HONEY would never see the light of day.
Whichever story, thus was born that Jim Nash, co-founder of WaxTrax!, confided to him that "a thousand homo DJs would hear it!"
(I'm sure some politically correct pussy will blast this definition because of the use of the word HOMO. Look, I didn't make the name, I'm simply reporting it on urbandictionary.com. End of story.)
Whichever story, thus was born that Jim Nash, co-founder of WaxTrax!, confided to him that "a thousand homo DJs would hear it!"
(I'm sure some politically correct pussy will blast this definition because of the use of the word HOMO. Look, I didn't make the name, I'm simply reporting it on urbandictionary.com. End of story.)
by Ricky Roma February 17, 2004
1. Nickname for the City of Pittburgh, due to its history with the production of iron, steel, and various other metals.
2. Brand name of a beer from Pittsburgh
3. Nickame for a jail. See also clink, lockdown, tank, and bighouse
2. Brand name of a beer from Pittsburgh
3. Nickame for a jail. See also clink, lockdown, tank, and bighouse
We passed by the Iron City when we were on I-376 West
Guy1: What kegs did you get for this party?
Guy2: Iron City and Iron City Light
Guy1: What the fuck?
Guy2: You damn cheap ass, stop your bitchin'. It not like you kicked anything for it.
Guy1: True.
Guy2: Look at it this way: at least it's not Genessee, Natty Light, or even worse Budweiser.
Guy1: Budweiser. Uck.
Heheh, some fuck made headlines for forging 90k worth of bad checks. He's now doing 24 months at the Alleghany "Iron City".
Guy1: What kegs did you get for this party?
Guy2: Iron City and Iron City Light
Guy1: What the fuck?
Guy2: You damn cheap ass, stop your bitchin'. It not like you kicked anything for it.
Guy1: True.
Guy2: Look at it this way: at least it's not Genessee, Natty Light, or even worse Budweiser.
Guy1: Budweiser. Uck.
Heheh, some fuck made headlines for forging 90k worth of bad checks. He's now doing 24 months at the Alleghany "Iron City".
by ricky roma November 18, 2003
by Ricky Roma November 29, 2003
who would have thought this was written over 20 years ago?
Fun Fun Fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb
Woof down the beer
?(click!)?
Hi, I'm your video DJ. I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes. I wear a satin baseball jacket everywhere I go. (Yes, I know. No one wears a satin jacket anyone unless it's a wordthrowback/word - RR)
My job is to help destroy what's left of your imagination, by feeding you endless doses of sugar-coated mindless garbage.
So don't create, be sedate. Be a vegetable at home and thwack on that dial. If we have our way even you will believe this is the future of rock and roll
(background: MTV GET OFF THE AIR)
How far will you go?
how low will you stoop?
To tranquilize our minds with your sugar-coated poop?
You've turned rock and roll rebellion
Into Pat Boone sedation; making sure nothing's left to the imagination.
M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the air
Get off the air
See the latest rejects from the muppet show wag their tits and their dicks as they lip-synch on screen.
There's something I don't like about a band who always smiles.
Another tax write-off for some schmuck who doesn't care.
M.T.V. Get off the air!
And so it was, our beloved corporate gods claimed they created rock video.
Allowing it to sink as low in one year
As commercial TV has in 25.
"It's the new frontier," they say.
It's wide open, anything can happen
But you've got a lot of nerve to call yourself a pioneer when you're too god-damn conservative to take real chances.
Tin-eared graph-paper brained accountants instead of music fans call all the shots at giant record companies now.
The lowest common denominator rules
Forget honesty
Forget creativity
The dumbest buy the mostest
That's the name of the game
But sales are slumping
And no one will say why
Could it be they put out one too many lousy records?!? (Yes, hell yes - RR)
Fun Fun Fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb
Woof down the beer
?(click!)?
Hi, I'm your video DJ. I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes. I wear a satin baseball jacket everywhere I go. (Yes, I know. No one wears a satin jacket anyone unless it's a wordthrowback/word - RR)
My job is to help destroy what's left of your imagination, by feeding you endless doses of sugar-coated mindless garbage.
So don't create, be sedate. Be a vegetable at home and thwack on that dial. If we have our way even you will believe this is the future of rock and roll
(background: MTV GET OFF THE AIR)
How far will you go?
how low will you stoop?
To tranquilize our minds with your sugar-coated poop?
You've turned rock and roll rebellion
Into Pat Boone sedation; making sure nothing's left to the imagination.
M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the air
Get off the air
See the latest rejects from the muppet show wag their tits and their dicks as they lip-synch on screen.
There's something I don't like about a band who always smiles.
Another tax write-off for some schmuck who doesn't care.
M.T.V. Get off the air!
And so it was, our beloved corporate gods claimed they created rock video.
Allowing it to sink as low in one year
As commercial TV has in 25.
"It's the new frontier," they say.
It's wide open, anything can happen
But you've got a lot of nerve to call yourself a pioneer when you're too god-damn conservative to take real chances.
Tin-eared graph-paper brained accountants instead of music fans call all the shots at giant record companies now.
The lowest common denominator rules
Forget honesty
Forget creativity
The dumbest buy the mostest
That's the name of the game
But sales are slumping
And no one will say why
Could it be they put out one too many lousy records?!? (Yes, hell yes - RR)
by Ricky Roma January 30, 2004