Go Ricki….Go Ricki

So I have this theory that the 90’s was one of those few decades where there is not much that can make a comeback. There are some exceptions, but any decade that spawned not only “Whoop There It Is” but “That’s Just My Baby’s Daddy” should be hidden along with where J. Edgar Hoover is for obvious reasons.

While I can’t see myself dusting off my hottest baby doll dress from Contempo Casuals anytime soon….I can thank youtube for reminding me of how I wasted many days watching Ricki Lake, Jerry Springer and Jenny Jones. I can thank them for my going to college in fear that if I didn’t I would have to have a make-over and life intervention due to my dressing like a sexy teen and marrying a midget that is also a KKK.

This is classic Ricki….lots of “ooohhhhsss” and “ahhhhhs” from the audience, a couple in matching bed sheets or something, and a mullet. By the way, did anyone else wonder what was on those cards she held? And if you fast forward to 2 minutes and 14 seconds, was that Ike Turner in the audience?