So It’s Happened. Thanks Sirius Radio

So, my friends, it’s happened. Damn you Sirius Satellite radio, damn you straight to hell! After having Sirius Satellite radio on in the background it’s finally happened. Gimme more. Gimme more..gimme gimme more. I was cleaning the absolute piss out of my apartment and as I was elbow deep in the toilet when I noticed myself humming “gimme gimme gimme more…gimme more gimme gimme more.” Oh for the love of all that is holy and pure in this world. I was thinking, “well the lyrics are kinda catchy.” I almost don’t even care that it’s barely Britney singing. Sure it sounds more like Rosie, the robot maid, from The Jetson’s. Hell, it could sound like Pigs in Space or even Weezie from the Jefferson’s, but that song is catchy. It’s catchy in the same way that syphilis off of a $2.00 prostitute is catchy.

So, I’m angry. I’m angry at the radio. I’m angry at iTunes. I’m angry at me. I’m even a little angry at Rosie from The Jetson’s. You know what? It is Britney, bitch. It’s like she’s singing to me and calling me a bitch for listening to this god-for-saken, yet catchy song. This is like the first time Britney has ever made 100% sense to me. It is Britney and I’m the bitch. Gimme gimme more, gimme gimme more…gimme gimme gimme gimme more. MORE!

Let’s face it America (and parts of Canada and one section of South America), we are brainwashed. There comes a time when filthy skanks who are nuts start to really make sense. I’m awaiting world implosion.

So It’s Happened. Thanks Sirius Radio

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