Do you listen to the top 40 stations on the radio? Have you heard that song “I’m in love with a dancer?” Apparently the CD version is called “I’m in love with a stripper.” I’m trying to figure out why we need a clean radio version of this song. Why does changing that one word from stripper to dancer make it appropriate for radio?

Seriously. When did stripper become a bad word? They allow songs where a woman is called a ho, but stripper is bad? There are songs where clean radio version just silences the curse word. You hear “mother fff” in one of Kanye West’s “clean” versions. Like we don’t know what he’s really saying there. So “mother ffff” is ok, but just don’t say stripper?

STRIPPER. STRIPPER. STRIPPER. STRIPPER.

There take that. Don’t you feel dirty now?

Have you listened to the rest of the uncensored words that play on the radio. I think the word stripper is the least of the song’s problems. “She comes down from the ceiling.” “She climbs up the pole.” “I’m going to take her home and do the night thing.”

Come on. Are we stupid? She’s a dancer that comes down from the ceiling. She’s a dancer who climbs up a pole. She’s a stripper. Either play the song or don’t play the song. But censoring the word stripper is just dumb.

And since we are on the subject of music….OH…MY…GOD…did you watch American Idol tonight? I think my ears are still bleeding. Tonight I was thankful that I couldn’t vote [because I have class on Tuesday nights and don't watch the show until after the voting is done]. Who would I have voted for? I would have just sat there staring blindly at my phone wondering what the hell just happened to me. Was I a bad girl? Does American Idol hate me? Cause I felt like I was just spanked. And not in a good stripper kind of way.

EVERYBODY was HORRIBLE. I don’t mean not so good. I don’t mean bad. I mean ABSOFREAKINGLUTELY AWFUL. I think I’ve had better performances in my shower and I can’t sing to save my life.

Plus what’s up with the fashion?

First Ace. Ace, I love him so. But the part. In his hair. What? The? Hell? Was? That? It was like he parted his hair down the middle. Applied some gel to the first quarter inch past the part. And the completely forgot about the rest of his hair. It was like, “Hey look at my part. See my pretty part. Isn’t it nice and straight?” Next week get a new stylist. Or any stylist at all.

Then, when did the 80’s explode all over my television screen? A couple of weeks ago Lisa Tucker wore a long shirt with a big three inch wide belt slanted on her hip. You all remember that from junior high right? The belt you positioned just perfectly to balance on one hip and drape down below the opposite hip. That was so rad. **eyes rolling….right on to the floor**

And tonight Paris wore a shirt/jacket type thing with rhinestones. That belts around the middle. And not in a nice flashback-to-the-50’s-belt-around-the-middle kind of way. More of a help-me-God,-I’m-trapped-in-the-80’s kind of way.

I realize you are both very young so here’s a little tip girls. There is not one single thing from the 80’s that should ever…..ever, ever see the light of day again. We don’t need shirts with the neck torn out worn over one shoulder. We don’t need pants rolled up tightly around your ankle. We certainly don’t need shoulder pads. And strike me dead if that big hair ever comes back in style again.

Although I kind of like leg warmers. Let’s bring back the leg warmers.

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