++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Made for #PishTV. Check the link for more details how you (yes, YOU) can get very own insane show on the pishy air: https://suno.com/playlist/5b32ebc7-1e5c-4ba9-848c-ada82e9c2718 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Holding itself just a lot too seriously, Twister stands apart from its other soap opera/reality TV/stormchasing contemporaries of the era, and even managed to corner the insane cross section of those wildly disparate markets. With really, really, really, ridiculously good-looking young hearthrobs packed into every weather van (and writers moonlighting from The Old & The Feckless), Twister was bound to raise questions of taste while being undeniably juicy to watch. What that gained the showrunners is up for debate, as the show was abruptly cancelled in the middle of its second season. Despite the rumors of the whole crew getting swept up in one of the titular twisters, the real reason was a totally different kind of storm; one of mixed signals and love triangles... or dodecahedrons, between virtually every member of the regular cast. Talk about storms. The show now lives fondly in the memory of anyone whose parents were too young for the record-breaking All My Offspring, too old for TMC's Tramp Stamp'd, or just too hipster to just watch WTV's hit show, Cloudburst. Here at PishTV, we were hesitant to re-air a show that doesn't have a proper ending (or even a fulfilling story arc to end on), but you sickos asked for it, so you sickos're gonna get it. Enjoy! ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Sky’s got a bruise where the sunset bled Static air; So many words unsaid Hair sprayed stiff in a whipping wind Lip gloss shining while the sky caves in Backseat fight in a Doppler glow “Who was that?” Don’t act like you don’t know The cooler tips, the wind sock’s flappin’ Even when fightin’, we won’t stop mackin’ Sirens singing, don’t look back Heartbeats syncing to the radar track If it’s over, say it straight Not like this; is this fate Boy, pull me in, make the air run thin Speak your mind; ooh, just say somethin’ Chase my storm with your fateful dictum Weather systems... I only kissed 'em Spin me out, say it to my face Right here in the worst damn place My heart ain't gettin' any slower Twister… I hardly know ’er Confessional lit by lightning flashes Mascara runs and thunder crashes I literally can’t believe my luck Why do all of these guys suck? Hey now, babe, you’ve got me wrong These rainclouds got me so turned on Cut to the van where the tension climbs Cut to the kiss at the best damn time Debris dances in the rearview mirror Stormclouds make our eyes much clearer Funnel clouds spin our hearts around Spin us up high above the ground Boy, pull me in, make the air run thin Speak your mind; ooh, just say somethin’ Chase my storm with your fateful dictum Weather systems... I only kissed 'em Spin me out, say it to my face Right here in the worst damn place My heart ain't gettin' any slower Twister… I hardly know ’er Glass in the air, sky turning green Everything louder than it should be Hands still locked, we won’t let go No need to run when the heart knows Spin me around, the downpour starts Pick up the pieces of my heart Chase my storm with your fateful dictum Weather systems... I only kissed 'em Lemme breathe you in, don’t say goodbye I’ll say it again while the sirens cry My heart ain't gettin' any slower Twister… I hardly know ’er ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ © 2026 The Badfatler All rights reserved.
