tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9114029387198642467.post2722841310408169045..comments2024-01-22T22:05:31.065-08:00Comments on Musing for Amusement: My HumpsJamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09437524476855271612noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9114029387198642467.post-72763156973542256812008-02-08T13:45:00.000-08:002008-02-08T13:45:00.000-08:00Haha! I just loved to see you say "sexin' up," "hu...Haha! I just loved to see you say "sexin' up," "hump," and "junk in the trunk," which is normally uncharacteristic of you. This post is now worth it.<BR/><BR/>I liked it too. You should see Savanna's project she did on translating this song into Shakespeare. Funny stuff.Jamihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09437524476855271612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9114029387198642467.post-88366489574101096432008-02-08T06:32:00.000-08:002008-02-08T06:32:00.000-08:00Well... that was certainly a different post.I thou...Well... that was certainly a different post.<BR/><BR/>I thought the video was hysterical though. A song with lyrics like My Humps sort of loses it's meaning when paired with a quick beat and flashy accompaniments. But, when it's slowed down and actually sung, (versus spoken) listeners can actually hear the lyrics and understand HOW ABSURD they are. <BR/><BR/>I can't stand songs that talk about body parts (much less euphemisms for them) and sexin' people and get get gettin' them love drunk off said hump...<BR/><BR/>No wonder our teen girls are so obsessed with their looks- Fergie's condoning expensive jeans that make brothers want to buy them ice-ys. No wonder.<BR/><BR/>Good job, Alanis, for exposing the junk that is in America's trunk.Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04246110332811243777noreply@blogger.com