In the 90s music video were all like, "F this. We do what we want!
Snoop was like, "F NOT turning into a dog right now," and his girlfriend was like, "F NOT being shocked by it."
And Wilson Phillips was like, "We don't care if it is just a day at the beach with friends. F not dressing like we're going to a sexy funeral."
Bell Biv Devoe were like, "F it. Let's dance by these giant ladies. See where the night takes us. Maybe back to their giant apartments."
Beck was like, "F paying more than $2.75 for a BLT. Am I right?"
And Jamiroquai was all like, "F not using the Sorting Hat to creep around this magic couch. CREEEEEEEEP."
Then Biv came back and was like, "I'm done with those giant ladies so F not taking a break and rapping in this bathroom while I'm taking a dump."
But then this Blackstreet puppet was like, " Well if he's doing that. F it. I'm going to play this regular human sized piano without touching the keys. It's THAT kind of party now."
And then Ricky Martin was like, "F not suddenly being an amazing stunt driver. I was in Menudo, bitch!"
But then this stunt man from November Rain was like, "Oh yeah? Well F Axl Rose's wedding cake! And yeah, I'm pretty sure this is what kills his wife in the video."
The Spice Girls were like, "Let's get grandma drunk and put her in our video!"
So Anthony Kiedis was like, "F this. I'm going for a run in my jeans while a nuclear bomb goes off."
Man. 90s music videos didn't give an f. Damn.