Showing posts with label Classy Stripper. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Classy Stripper. Show all posts

Monday, September 8, 2008

Of little or no substance, but...

Maybe it's because I'm currently obsessed with the song. Maybe it's because I love me some Christina. Maybe it's because she just had a baby and looks fan-fucking-tastic and can move like a classy stripper, I don't know. What I do know is that Christina Aguilera's performance at the VMA's last night (which, for the few minutes I watched, sucked donkey - I hate Russel Brand) was bizzanging - so much that I don't even care if she wasn't really singing. I want to be her backup dancer. And what kind of person would I be if I didn't include the video to share?



She makes me want to be freaking Batman. Or Catwoman.

In other - possibly less, possibly more - important news, my Aunt is preggers again. She named the last baby Tyronne, so I'm thinking if she has a girl, it might be a Shaniqua or Channel or something equally...appropriate. Right?