I know my throat is scratchy, and i know 3oh3! and ke$ha aren't my deepest musical interest. But mixed together in my room at high volume, a nice splash of corny dance moves and heavy sexual overtones, is seriously sweet... and sweaty.
Not like i haven't done this before.... alone in my house.
I'm a bonafied party girl, but i'm just as nonchalant when singing shallow lyrics in my work uniform.
It's called fun, bitches.
Hoping my nose cast doesn't fall off, valerie...
