GWiMMRN, The 80's ROCKED Edition

I occasionally manage to get hold of some vintage things to put in my mouth. Are the 1980's vintage? They are now, because I so characterized them. Guess which 80's relic is in there now:

A) A great, big, untrimmed suuuuuhhhhh-NATCH, all hairy and vaguely diamond-shaped
B) The tribal doot-de-doot music that would come up whenever the main bad guy was shown during Lethal Weapon 2
C) The exact moment when, as an adult, Michael Jackson looked with lust on an 8-year-old boy's rear end and thought, I can get me some of that, cause I got the money
D) Pat Benatar's callused vocal cords wrapped around a big ol' cordless telephone
E) A 10' long chain of Chinese Jacks stuck together with a paste of Don Johnson's Miami Vice man-custard and cocaine
F) A pair of stirrup pants, not mine
G) A big, fat cock buried in a huge bush of curly pubic hair