Yet another target for my wrath...

Evil has a new face. Five of them, to be precise.



Do you music industry schmos have any idea how long it took me to accept The Pussycat Dolls? Why are you intent on shoving these even less talented hacks in my face? I'm reminded of when the fat, creepy Uncle Vito-looking guy, Lou Reed tried to capitalize on the success of N*Sync and Backstreet Boys by creating that lame, red-headed stepchild of a boy band, O-Town. LAME. LAME, LAME, LAME.

But back to Danity Kane, otherwise known as the Wenches of Satan. That damn Show Stopper song - THAT SONG! Painful. They're not even SINGING!! They're just...well, just talking all breathy like. PAINFUL!!

Don't believe me? Read the mother f-ing lyrics and TRY to tell me that it's not the dumbest song on the planet. Oh, and if you can, please explain to me what a "jin-jon" is:

We in the car, we ride slow
We doin' things that the girls don't do
(Danity Kane)
The boys stare, we smile back
(Jin-jon)
All my girls in the rainbow (let's stare boys) Cadillacs, yeah

[Aubrey:]
Show stoppin' at the latest spot
The ride shinin' with the open top
Hydraulics make our heads go nod
Hair blowin' in the breeze
Yo, we superstars

[D. Woods:]
Put in the keys, make that engine purr
3 in the back, one in the passenger
Slow creepin', 'cause we look that fly
All the boys tryin' taste our candy ride

[Hook, Shannon lead vocal:]
We in the car, we ride slow
We doin' things that the girls don't do
The boys stare, we smile back
All my girls in the rainbow Cadillacs, yeah

[Chorus:]
Bet you ain't never seen (hey)
Chicks ridin' this clean (hey)
Louis Vuitton seats (oh, oh, oh)
We do it deadly
This how we keep it poppin' (hey)
Make sure that bass knockin' (hey)
So when you see us ridin' (oh, oh, oh)
We call it show stoppin'
We show stoppin'
We show, show stoppin'
We show stoppin'
We show, show stoppin'
That's how we keep it poppin' (hey)
Make sure that bass knockin' (hey)
So when you see us ridin' (oh, oh, oh)
We call it show stoppin'

[Aundrea:]
We sittin' on 22s plus 2
Mink bucket seats, neon blue
Color coordinate with them shoes
Yeah, we divas
But we ride like big boys do

[D. Woods:]
Black tinted with a white stripe interstate
Lookin' in the mirror at my Bad Boy fitted, yup
Show stoppin' 'til they lose their breath
Turn the wheel to the right
Turn the wheel to the left

[Hook, Shannon lead vocal]

[Chorus]

[Dawn:]
This is for my ladies in the 280s Mercedes
In the H3, Baby Ranges, Bentley Coupes, my Escalades
Say oh (oh), oh (oh, oh)
Break 'em off somethin' proper
Like a real show stopper

[Group, Dawn lead vocal:]
This is for my chicas with the Beamers A6s
'67 Chevys, Maserati, or a Lexus
Say oh, (oh), oh (oh,oh )
Break 'em off somethin' proper
Like a real show stopper

[Young Joc (x2):]
Gon' jingle them keys
Gon' jingle them keys
Put em' up real high
Make sho' erbody see em'
One time (one time)
Two time (two time)
Three time (three time)
Four time (four time)