Post by The Curmudgeon on Jan 8, 2012 6:37:31 GMT 2
Three days. Three fucking days I made it into this year before hoping that the predictions come true and we're all blasted off the face of the planet. Because, seriously.. we are fucking DOOMED as a species.
So, a bar in Gran Canaria has karaoke. Now, I'm used to seeing terrible things (and hearing) when it comes to that shit. But I'll tell you first about the last terrible, awful thing I once witnessed.
The guy who was running the karaoke brings his 9 year old daughter up for a duet. She chose the song. He would sing the guy part, she would sing the girl part. Awww, everyone said. Isn't that sweet.
The song? "Beep" by the Pussycat Dolls.
If you're not familiar with that one (reviewed on Amazon a long time ago by your humble narrator), it contains these cute, fluffy, totally appropriate lyrics;
Male: It's funny how a man only thinks about the (BEEP), you've got a real big heart but I'm lookin' at your (BEEP)
Female: "I don't give a (BEEP), keep lookin' at my (BEEP), I'mma do my thing while you're playing with your (BEEP).
Uh-huh. So yeah, I thought that one would never be topped. Until the third of January 2012, that is.
A FOUR YEAR OLD GIRL sang, while her dad stood watching and singing along too, Rihanna's "S&M" song. Those lyrics in full;
Feels so good being bad (Oh oh oh oh oh) There's no way I'm turning back (Oh oh oh oh oh) Now the pain is my pleasure 'cause nothing could measure (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Love is great, love is fine (Oh oh oh oh oh) Out the box, outta line (Oh oh oh oh oh) The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (Oh oh oh oh oh)
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it Sticks and stones may break my bones But chains and whips excite me
Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me, oh, you turn me on It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong And meet me in my boudoir, make my body say ah ah ah I like it-like it
Four years old. And someone actually questioned him on it, and he said, "oh she doesn't understand it. She only likes singing the chorus." Ah I see, the chorus about loving the smell of sex? Right. Then that's perfectly acceptable, then.
I mean.. shit. What the fuck? When did this happen? When did this sort of nightmarish parent from hell shit become the norm?
So, a bar in Gran Canaria has karaoke. Now, I'm used to seeing terrible things (and hearing) when it comes to that shit. But I'll tell you first about the last terrible, awful thing I once witnessed.
The guy who was running the karaoke brings his 9 year old daughter up for a duet. She chose the song. He would sing the guy part, she would sing the girl part. Awww, everyone said. Isn't that sweet.
The song? "Beep" by the Pussycat Dolls.
If you're not familiar with that one (reviewed on Amazon a long time ago by your humble narrator), it contains these cute, fluffy, totally appropriate lyrics;
Male: It's funny how a man only thinks about the (BEEP), you've got a real big heart but I'm lookin' at your (BEEP)
Female: "I don't give a (BEEP), keep lookin' at my (BEEP), I'mma do my thing while you're playing with your (BEEP).
Uh-huh. So yeah, I thought that one would never be topped. Until the third of January 2012, that is.
A FOUR YEAR OLD GIRL sang, while her dad stood watching and singing along too, Rihanna's "S&M" song. Those lyrics in full;
Feels so good being bad (Oh oh oh oh oh) There's no way I'm turning back (Oh oh oh oh oh) Now the pain is my pleasure 'cause nothing could measure (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Love is great, love is fine (Oh oh oh oh oh) Out the box, outta line (Oh oh oh oh oh) The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (Oh oh oh oh oh)
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it Sticks and stones may break my bones But chains and whips excite me
Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me, oh, you turn me on It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong And meet me in my boudoir, make my body say ah ah ah I like it-like it
Four years old. And someone actually questioned him on it, and he said, "oh she doesn't understand it. She only likes singing the chorus." Ah I see, the chorus about loving the smell of sex? Right. Then that's perfectly acceptable, then.
I mean.. shit. What the fuck? When did this happen? When did this sort of nightmarish parent from hell shit become the norm?