I try my very hardest to dislike Ke$ha. I really do. Every time she puts a new song on the radio, I listen to it and complain about how she's not even singing, and how her lyrics make no sense, blah blah blah. Give me three days, though, and I'm maxing out the volume with my steering wheel volume control and busting out on the way to work (yes, at 5:15 am).
Today, though, I found something that might enable me to finally shun her horrible (yet so good) music from my ears. When asking a child how many syllables he heard in necklace...
Long pause as he sings "We R Who We R" to himself
"Neck-a-lace! Three!!!"
Damn you.
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