I’m going to start doing a blog called “In My Personal Opinion.” This whole blog is my personal opinion, so it really shouldn’t be a showcased series or anything, but regardless… I’m starting it up. Go with it.
Today? We’re going to discuss Ke$ha’s “Blah Blah Blah.” I heard this song, yet again, on my iPod while driving. I was listening to the lyrics and I got a little concerned.
“I don’t really care where you live at
Just turn around boy, let me hit that
Don’t be a little b*tch with your chit chat
Just show me where your d*ck’s at”
First thing: what if this dude is trying to tell you he lives with his girlfriend? Or like, Compton? All red flags that you should probably hear and be aware of. What if he’s trying to confess he lives with his parents? Again, something you should probably know before we get to your next slew of lyrics… which brings me to:
Hit that? I’m sorry. I only hear men talking about “hitting” that. Mostly because they have “bats” to “hit” “things” with. Get my drift? So now you understand why I’m so concerned.
Lastly…
Seriously, Ke$ha? You look dirtier than a street corner and you don’t know where male genitalia is located? You have to have someone show you? I mean, it’s not like you’re portraying yourself as a lady or anything, I’d just expect you to already know what’s going on in that general area. Furthermore, that’s bush league if you ask me — we all learn about all that crap in Health class in 5th grade. Also, I don’t think any guy would be willing to let a girl who just had to ask where his junk was get anywhere near it. You can’t trust a woman like that. And seriously already, slow the hell down. This, people, is how STDs are spread.
Kirbie Johnson 