I was thinking about this yesterday, as a matter of fact.
A few years back, a love song involved soaring emotion, hair-ripping high notes and declarations of unending love. I heard one the other day, I think it was that Gaga thing, about some bird's boyfriend dancing with someone else, so she texted her friends to knock the shit out of her.

What?

No really, is that what it's come to? They say to know about a culture look at it's art. Some chavs having a fight in a nightclub. That's what our culture has descended to.
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Wed 21 Oct 2009, 17:21, Reply)