The answer to the burning question, “What happens when you take a Ke$ha song and remove all the references to alcohol and puking?”
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This is… um, this is like an alternate universe in which “How I Met Your Mother” actually began screening in 2030, and Robin Sparkles was a pop star in the ’10s instead of the ’80s, and this is what she did instead of “Let’s Go to the Mall.”
Or something like that. There’s also like the half-assed girl Bieber aspect, complete with guest spot from creepy older rapper, and the beginning looks like it’s going to turn into Stacie Orrico’s “Stuck,” except then it turns into Mandy Moore’s “Candy” but aggressively G-rated, and god, just watch it. 1000 per cent necessary.
Context: http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/57139357.html (With bonus inexplicable crack-in-the-universe-into-which-all-of-existence-has-disappeared-so-now-we-have-to-rely-on-Amy-Pond-to-remember-us-back-into-being-but-replace-“all-of-existence”-with-“charisma” videos!)
So bad…but couldn’t not watch…I don’t know if the context makes it better or worse.
On the one hand, my inner Lisa Simpson thinks it’s hilarious these rich bitches are being humiliated. You just know they’re the same mean girls that made grades 4-12 The Worst.
But knowing the levels of exploitation…
- their parents pay for it
- see nothing wrong with the sexualization of their daughters because the lyrics are G-rated, creating an even bigger Lolita-effect
- these girls clearly aren’t getting introduced to agents, producers or anyone in the industry, even though they go to Hollywood to make this crap
- no one foresaw the total humiliation of posting this on the internet? These parents are wealthy, over-indulgent and have a total lack of awareness and/or stunning disregard for how the world/adolescence works?
- and they’re so…fucking…terrible. Did they at least ask for a refund?
In sum, I am grateful that all of those Debbie Gibson/Janet Jackson/Paula Abdul dance routines are lost to out-dated technology.
(Source: louispeitzman)
