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This is a terrible song. But damn, this really goes into that mental list of "Songs I Should Hate, But Will Still Dance To Like a MoFo If It Comes On".
Somewhere on that list is also "Birthday Sex" and various other songs that are clearly tacky and disgusting, but I will still happily boogie down to if the DJ puts it on. ::sigh::
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On a concert-related note (Damn, I guess I'm sounding like you, Laurie), I got tickets to Powerhouse 2009. Who's gonna be there? ONLY friggin' JAY-Z. :D :D :D HOVAAAAAAAAAAAA
Later this week, I'm gonna try to get tickets for Lady Gaga/Kanye. Because you KNOW that's gonna be the craziest spectacle EVER.
(And here I must admit something: about that whole Kanye/Taylor Swift drama? When I first watched it, I laughed. HARD. I know that makes me a bitch. It was only when I heard everybody else saying how mean and cruel it was that I kinda mumblemumbleagreed.)
So...yeah. Just had to say that. :P