IMWAN's 90,000th post was made by Ian Sokoliwski.

In honor of Melissa, John and Michael (and anyone else less open about it), let's call it the Gay Nineties.

Why not. For the next 10,000 posts, IMWAN is as gay as Christmas!

I celebrated by PMing Vanilla Ice lyrics to Leo.

Yeah, but they weren't even really his lyrics...Just the bit where he sampled "Play That Funky Music, White Boy."

Give me time

To release my crime

Let me love and steal
I have danced
Inside your eyes
How can love be real

Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to
Make me cry
Precious kisses
Words that burn me
Lovers never ask you why
In my heart
The fires burning
Choose my colour
Find a star
Precious people always tell me
That's a step
A step too far

*Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to
Make me cry
Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to
Make me cry

Words are few
I have spoken
I could waste a thousand years
Wrapped in sorrow
Words are token
Come inside/and catch my tears
You've been talking
But believe me

If it's true
You do not know
This boy loves without a reason
I'm prepared
To let you go

If it's love you want from me
Then take it away
Everything is not what you see
It's over again

*Repeat again and again until 4 minutes later

YO! It's the green machine -- Gonna rock the town without bein' seen
Have you ever seen a turtle Get Down? -- Slammin' Jammin' to the new swing sound
Yeah, everybody let's move -- Vanilla is here with the new Jack Groove
Gonna rock, and roll this place -- With the power of the ninja turtle bass
Iceman, ya know I'm not playin' -- Devistate the show while the turtles are
sayin:

Chorus:
Ninja, Ninja, RAP! Ninja, Ninja, RAP!
GO GO GO GO
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go ninja, GO!
Go Ninja, Go Ninja. GO; Go Ninja, Go ninja, GO!
GO GO GO GO

Lyrics, fill in the gap -- Drop that bass and get the NINJA RAP
Feel it, if you know what I mean -- Give it up for those heroes in green
Just flowin, smooth with the power -- Kickin' it up, hour after hour
Cause in this life there's only one winner -- You better aim good so you can
hit the center
In it to win it, with a team of four -- Ninja Turtles that you gotta adore it's
the:

Chorus
Ninja, Ninja, RAP! Ninja, Ninja, RAP!
GO GO GO GO
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go ninja, GO!
Go Ninja, Go Ninja. GO; Go Ninja, Go ninja, GO!
GO GO GO GO


Villians, you better run and hide -- Because one day you might not slide
Choose your weapon but don't slip -- Vanilla's in control with the flex of the
mic grip
Rockin' the crowd the way it should be rocked -- With the Miami drop that you
like alot
Hittin like a Ninja Turtle when the bass kicks in -- You better check your level
The power of the Ninja is strong -- Fightin' all the crooks until they're all o' gone


Chorus
Ninja, Ninja, RAP! Ninja, Ninja, RAP!
GO GO GO GO
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go ninja, GO!
Go Ninja, Go Ninja. GO; Go Ninja, Go ninja, GO!
GO GO GO GO

Ice Ice Ice

Chorus
Ninja, Ninja, RAP! Ninja, Ninja, RAP!
GO GO GO GO
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go ninja, GO!
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go ninja, GO!
GO GO GO GO

Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy

I'm back and I'm ringin' the bell
A rockin' on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well that's my DJ Deshay cuttin' all them Z's
Hittin' hard and the girlies goin' crazy
Vanilla's on the mike, man I'm not lazy.

I'm lettin' my drug kick in
It controls my mouth and I begin
To just let it flow, let my concepts go
My posse's to the side yellin', Go Vanilla Go!

Smooth 'cause that's the way I will be
And if you don't give a damn, then
Why you starin' at me
So get off 'cause I control the stage
There's no dissin' allowed
I'm in my own phase
The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok
And I can dance better than any kid n' play

Play that funky music Come on Come on
Play that funky music, white boy I can't hear you, say it,
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
Yea, a little bit louder
now come on, come on

Stage 2 -- Yea the one ya' wanna listen to
It's off my head so let the beat play through
So I can funk it up and make it sound good
1-2-3 Yo -- Knock on some wood
For good luck, I like my rhymes atrocious
Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious
I'm an effect and that you can bet
I can take a fly girl and make her wet.

I'm like Samson -- Samson to Delilah
There's no denyin', You can try to hang
But you'll keep tryin' to get my style
Over and over, practice makes perfect
But not if you're a loafer.

You'll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls
Soon -- Oh my God, homebody, you probably eat
Spaghetti with a spoon! Come on and say it!

Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music Come on Come on
Play that funky music white boy Let's do it

VIP. Vanilla Ice yep, yep, I'm comin' hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin'
Vanilla Ice is sellin' and you people are buyin'
'Cause why the freaks are jockin' like Crazy Glue
Movin' and groovin' trying to sing along
All through the ghetto groovin' this here song
Now you're amazed by the VIP posse.

Steppin' so hard like a German Nazi
Startled by the bases hittin' ground
There's no trippin' on mine, I'm just gettin' down
Sparkamatic, I'm hangin' tight like a fanatic
You trapped me once and I thought that
You might have it
So step down and lend me your ear
'89 in my time! You, '90 is my year.

Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music Come on, Come on, I
Play that funky music white boy can't hear you

You're weakenin' fast, YO! and I can tell it
Your body's gettin' hot, so, so I can smell it
So don't be mad and don't be sad
'Cause the lyrics belong to ICE, You can call me Dad
You're pitchin' a fit, so step back and endure
Let the witch doctor, Ice, do the dance to cure
So come up close and don't be square
You wanna battle me -- Anytime, anywhere

You thought that I was weak, Boy, you're dead wrong
So come on, everybody and sing this song

Say -- Play that funky music Say, go white boy, go white boy go
play that funky music Go white boy, go white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.

Play that funky music Come on, Come on, let me hear
Play that funky music white boy you say it, say it
Play that funky music A little louder now
Play that funky music, white boy Come on, Come on, Come on
Play that funky music

I kinda like this song of The Bloodhound Gang with Rob Van Winkle (Vanilla Ice)



Stop as we drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another vietnam
Heavy like a tyson blow to the dome
Back up son give me room give me room
To set it off like this don’t give it up
I’m all up in you till you just can’t get enough
Real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath it’s for real I’m gonna get mine
Roll up on you like eastwood
Blowing up fifteens as I’m riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like parkay
Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
I’m in your grill peep this I got the raw deal
In your jeep cherokee or land cruiser
When you’re rolling through the hood you want use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So check the e.q. and let them speakers hum
And gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Round one round two knock out
Straight to your head like my round never lights out

Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a

Jimmy jimmy y’all jimmy damn jimmy yea
Gimme the mic rob so I can take it away
Got more lines than the welfare office
Are you upset you’ll never get to be as clever as this?
Spreadin’ quicker than your mom have a feel but don’t cop it
Yea I stole your beat but that’s cause you dropped it
Crude as oil unrefined but slick
I’m gonna get you from behind like a gay convict
Cause my name ain’t quasimodo but I still got a hunch
That like the jim jones cult I’ll take you out with one punch
You’re spiro agnew and I’m the dick you answer to
Your sweating like a watermelon at a baptist bar-b-que
Sneaking up like celery yeah I’m stalking
I squeak like stephen hawkins yeah but I’m walkin’
Nose to ground so this bloodhound will sniff and follow it
I hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it
Screaming like a mimi when you see me coming near you
Like a kenny loggins’ record no one’s ever gonna hear you
Like a game of hide and seek it’s all over if I see ya
Cause your yellower than tinkle and you’ll be running like diarrhea

Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a

Now that we are ALL gay (for 10,000 posts at least) should I say which one of you I have a mad crush on?

Not me, I've decided to embrace lesbianism.

Me too.

I'd say I'm a big dyke, but, then, this isn't the WANderground.

So I won't.

Happy now?

*sniff* I had no idea my attempts to waste time and/or bandwidth would lead to this *sniff*

Not if I'm the target of your amorous lesbian inclinations.

Im just going to embrace a lesbian, k?

HEY! I feel forgotten.

Sorry! I don't remember you ever saying so! Yay for Jasob!

So, would it be inappropriate to say that this thread is "so gay" ?

Hmmm, maybe I never have here.

Actually don't think I have, I did across the street, but never here, oh well, I'm saying it now.

Just for clarification sake, I'm bisexual.

That would make this the "Secrest Out" thread, then....

I guess it would wouldn't it.



I believe you're the second person to use that joke (well, that specific incarnation of that joke).