I think I went to this girl's Bat Mitzvah.

So Saturday is the next day and Sunday is afterwards. Her dad should have just bought her moon real estate for her birthday.

Also, that rapper was TOTALLY predictable after seeing My Super Sweet 16 but still totally took me by surprise

"Everybody's Russian."

I hope cancer robs her of her vocal chords.

*cries*

Sounds like a Happyman number. Like Ratboygenius is going to swoop in on his flying saucer.

I'm convinced. Armed class warfare is the only solution. Lock and load.

WE SO EXCITED.

Those are the oldest, the most world-weary teenagers I've ever seen. Whatever we've been doing to or for them, we should probably stop it.

She is so whiny holy shit.

I'm laughing so hard at this I'm crying. I don't even know why.

Chrysler Sebring, This aint yo moms...... it is my moms car.

Here's a good story about Ark Music Factory-- Rebecca Black's record label. Enjoy!

http://www.bohemian.com/citysound/?p=7181

Cripes, that's more nasal than Placebo. And is that Usher's dad?

Man, if she had taken the bus, this song would have taken forever.

FRONT SEAT
BACK SEAT
SECOND ROW
THIRD ROW
FI-IFFFTH ROWWW

fun fun fun fun

She should do a "We Don't Know Shit" tour with Willow Smith. It will be an explosion of inane music that will collapse upon itself in a supernova of pointless vapid pop.

GOTTA GET MY BOWL
GOTTA EAT CEREAL

Far as I made it.

Their hair doesn't move when they're in the car. Which is all the proof I need that these people don't exist.

I cannot be understate how brilliant the people behind this are. Extort rich families of exorbitant amounts of money to put their little princess in a music video (produced by REAL BLACK PEOPLE!) which is then uploaded to the internet to be mocked by everyone. They probably made tens of thousands of dollars off of this.

R. Kelly is driving as fast as his car will take him. He loves matinees.

Fridays and weekends are great, unless you have homework or art projects or something due on Monday. In that case, you'd better stay home from the house party, young lady.

I like "Friday", because it's the only teen Pop song I know that's written in blank verse, like a Talking Heads song. It's a long way from "the dumbest song ever written", and most of the people hating on it would accept far greater inanities without question if they had only bothered to throw in a few predictable rhymes.

In 1988 The Miami Sound Machine produced 1 2 3 4, yes, that's the name of the song: 1 2 3 4, pronounced one two three four. Lyrically, it makes "Friday" seem like "American Pie", but because it rhymes in its lazy obvious way, everybody fucking loved it. That summer, you could not escape this pop materfece.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVVpAAQ1eWc

The Glee kids covered Friday, and it was really good.

Horrible, even 5 years later.