This is a direct stab (pun intended) at the Gothic subculture. I actually consider myself quite Gothic, but not because I wear all black and heavy eyeshadow. I am Gothic because of my morbid sense of humor… as evidenced by this particular piece. I have never been too fond of the elaborate makeup that some Goths wear. Although I think it’s totally HOT! I also think that it’s vain and pointless… although I think the hotness might be some sort of use. I suppose I’m just against it because I’m too lazy to put forth that much effort into my appearance. In which case, I have no room to talk.
The quesiton we must ask ourselves is: "Arethey suprised that their guts are hanging out? or are they suprised to see that they are, in fact, pink on the inside?" The world may never know... and I certainly wouldn't suggest anyone try to find out.