Saturday, August 16, 2008

Overheard in Old Navy

...in the fitting room while trying on various ill-fitting clothes, because dammit you made big sizes, but did you bother considering the extra bits that girls this size carry around with us?

A song over the loudspeakers that begins with the statement: "You change your mind like a girl changes clothes."

Is the singer implying that the object of her affections changes his/her mind from a standard-issue school uniform into a one-piece swimsuit when Mom picks him/her up for swim practice on Thursdays, and into a leotard in time for dance on Tuesdays? If so, I'd say that person should be applauded for having a relatively strict adherence to a medication schedule, though perhaps the dosage should be altered so that the levels aren't so obvious. And so that said person's mind will stop donning tutus on Tuesdays. Those mind-wedgies have gotta kill.

A quick Google leads me to Kat Perry's "Hot n' Cold." Besides the blatant disregard for apostrophe rules (PUT AN APOSTROPHE IN PLACE OF EACH OMITTED LETTER, YOU IDIOT -- what, is your song called "Hot nd Cold"?), a quick run over the lyrics beyond that rather annoying first line led me to what is arguably a million, gajillion, brazillion times worse:
Yeah you, PMS
Like a bitch
I would know
If I were to list the reasons to egg Kat Perry's house and/or expensive car, I'd need a new blog just for the first third of said list.

Thank you, Old Navy, for enlightening me to the ever worsening state of popular music.

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