What a difference a year makes... (re: The New Day)
Apr 5, 2016 10:04:42 GMT -5
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Post by EoE: Well There's Your Problem on Apr 5, 2016 10:04:42 GMT -5
2015
2016
To summarise... To turn around their negative reactions from the post-WM RAW last year to the post-WM RAW this year, the following elements were utilised:
*An exorbitant amount of hairspray, to the extent that Xavier Woods can no longer be exposed to a naked flame
*Not one, but TWO separate brass instruments, both of whom are named, possibly related and may or may not have more backstory than some of WWE's midcard wrestlers
*Copious amounts of pelvic thrusting and grinding, which sometimes has a hypnotic effect causing legends and authority figures to join in
*A fictional breakfast cereal that is named after what it promotes itself as keeping you from being and contains sunshine, uranium and Papa Shango's voodoo
*TRICEP MEAT~!
*A colour motif taken right out of an episode of My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic
*The most phallic piece of WWE merchandise since that second Sin Cara shirt
*Much intensifying of AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
*An utter refusal to ever be sour, to compliment a constant desire to feel the power
*A protest campaign against the use of tables in violent situations that ended up having a subliminal effect on their main targets
*The W... W... E... World... Tag... Team... Championships
*Exactly 35,682 instances of clapping
*Exactly one attempt at eating a kazoo
And that is how a happy-clappy group of dancing African-Americans went from a booty racial stereotype to possibly the most over act in the damn company today. And it couldn't happen to three more deserving guys.
2016
To summarise... To turn around their negative reactions from the post-WM RAW last year to the post-WM RAW this year, the following elements were utilised:
*An exorbitant amount of hairspray, to the extent that Xavier Woods can no longer be exposed to a naked flame
*Not one, but TWO separate brass instruments, both of whom are named, possibly related and may or may not have more backstory than some of WWE's midcard wrestlers
*Copious amounts of pelvic thrusting and grinding, which sometimes has a hypnotic effect causing legends and authority figures to join in
*A fictional breakfast cereal that is named after what it promotes itself as keeping you from being and contains sunshine, uranium and Papa Shango's voodoo
*TRICEP MEAT~!
*A colour motif taken right out of an episode of My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic
*The most phallic piece of WWE merchandise since that second Sin Cara shirt
*Much intensifying of AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
*An utter refusal to ever be sour, to compliment a constant desire to feel the power
*A protest campaign against the use of tables in violent situations that ended up having a subliminal effect on their main targets
*The W... W... E... World... Tag... Team... Championships
*Exactly 35,682 instances of clapping
*Exactly one attempt at eating a kazoo
And that is how a happy-clappy group of dancing African-Americans went from a booty racial stereotype to possibly the most over act in the damn company today. And it couldn't happen to three more deserving guys.
