Sunday, December 18, 2005

Lovely lady lumps? What's up with that?

Slate has a funny article on the worst song of recent memory, "My Humps." Best line: "It isolates sectors of the female anatomy that obsessive young men have been inventing language for since their skulls fused, and yet it emerges only with "humps" and "lumps"—at least "Milkshake" sounded delicious."

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