I was talking to my good friend Jo-ann last night about the amazing-ness that is Lady Gaga’s “Bad Romance” video – and let’s be honest here, your life can now be separated into two distinct eras: pre-bad romance and post-bad romance, the latter being the clear winner every time.
Anyway, we were discussing the sleeping pods from which the sleeping be-spiky headed Gaga emerges at the beginning of the narrative segment. Specifically we were discussing how much we wanted each wanted one, at which trevor was sniggering in the background.
You see the problem with real life is that it’s actually nothing like a music video. In real life Jo-ann would get stuck in the sleeping pod (probably her bed-hair if i’m being honest) and i would try to help but become confounded trying to maneuver from within a gyroscope that I, for some reason, thought was a good idea.
Trevor would be sniggering in the corner until he realized that, putting on the sparkly dress and shoes from the middle 8 bit of the video was huge mistake unless he intends on scuttling to our rescue, which is a little more than somewhat unlikely.
Despite being stuck in a sleeping pod Jo-ann would now be yelling “I’M A FREE BITCH, BABY!” while I shouted “I DON’T WANNA BE FRIENDS” with Trevor piping in: “RA RA AH AH AH RO MA RO MA MA GA GA OOH LA LA!”