I've been fact-checked!
First thing this morning I got an email from Bad Robert calling "bullshit" on the meme I filled out on Saturday. Question #55 was "WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING CD ON THE SHELF?" I answered with this: "I don't have CDs anymore, they've all been ripped into iTunes. I'm not really embarrassed by any of it."
Bad Robert had this to say...
"Dude! You still listen to the Millionaires! You're not even a little embarrassed by that?"
To which I could only answer "Oh gawd... you're right!"
The Millionaires is a girl-band duo (formerly a trio) that sings mostly about drinking, doing drugs, and having sex with every guy they meet. So... basically they're drunken sluts who kinda sing. And it IS embarrassing that I would be into listening to that crap, but I just can't help myself. I mean, it's pretty much just catchy beats with filthy lyrics, but it's fun. One of their least offensive videos (which is still a little offensive) is Stay The Night...
Yes. Yes, I know.
But if you want to know what the Millionaires are really about, you need to listen to Party Like a Millionaire, which is probably offensive and most definitely not safe for work...
Their parents must be so proud.
And yes, I am embarrassed to have Millionaires in my music collection. So thanks, Bad Robert! Oh well. If you want to experience the full horror, here's their MySpace.
You. Are. Welcome.
Anyway...
Today I had to run to the craft shop to buy some posterboard. Well, they call it posterboard, but it's really just big wimpy sheets of paper now-a-days. It stopped being "board" years ago.
As I was pulling into a parking space, I had to slam on the brakes. A woman in a giant pick-up truck was driving through her parking space to exit through the one I was entering. She waited a second, then honked her horn so I would move. But I just sat there. She can back out of her parking space just like everybody else has to.
This did not make her happy.
She started slamming her fists on her steering wheel and laying on the horn.
I just sat there. Fuck her.
She finally realized I wasn't going to move, so she started screaming at me with crap I couldn't hear because my stereo was on. After a minute went by she finally backed up, then went screeching out of the parking lot.
I guess she was in a hurry to go off and party like a Millionaire.
But seriously. What IS it with people?
All I wanted to do was park in an empty parking spot... none of this situation was my fault, and yet there she was acting like an asshole and blaming me for it. Well kiss my ass, I'm sick of this shit. Be a bitch on your own time and leave me out of it.
People suck.
But the world is ending in five days, so there's that.
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Ouch, this Autotune hell makes my brain hurt. Much.
Kind of like an episode of Glee if Glee aired on the Playboy Channel.
Every time I read one of your driving horror stories I’m glad I live in Chicago where if somebody misbehaves behind the wheel people just kill each other and thereby weed out all the junk from the gene pool. Like I’ve said before, I am NEVER going to go to the great Northwest. You must have more asshole drivers per capita than any other place on earth!
This is true. In Chicago, it’s the PEDESTRIANS that are in mortal peril from drivers!
shuh… Well yeah. Who cares about that drek?
Ok, I have to admit, the millionaires are kinda catchy. They are almost like Kei$ha (I think that’s how you spell her name). I’m embarrassed to admit that I think it’s danceable, you should be even more embarrassed that you own it (though, I’m gonna download some later, truth be told)….
Don’t miss their song “Alcohol”… it’s one of my favorites!
In the one hundred things meme, I put down “lack of courtesy” as an answer to the what annoys me most question.
Courtesy, people just don’t use it any more.
The parking space lady – one of those people who should just be shot. Seriously. GAH!
I can’t handle The Millionaires this early. Maybe around lunchtime….
Aaaaargh! Rebbecas Blacks!
;-P
Thanks for the earworm. Thanks a whole bunch. >.
They do suck. That’s why we have lawyers!
Okay, I have to admit it. I never heard them before. They are kinda cute and totally teen music. Not that I say I am too old for this kinda music but anything electronic is cool no matter how crappy the band is 🙂 I am gonna get their album sooner or later. Thanks in advance.
Rude drivers make me angry, too.
Catchy tunes. “Stay The Night” is much different than the Benjamin Orr song of the same name.
Those girls make me want to guzzle Drano.
Permission to steal “Be a bitch on your own time and leave me out of it” requested.
What an idiot. She probably can’t back that big ass truck of hers up. Damn women drivers.
Wow, I can’t say I’d ever heard of The Millionaires before. Now I need to go scrub my brain with some steel wool. But but, you like OMD and DM and stuffs. How could this even be in your house? Getting worried.
My theory of why people lose their damn minds in their cars:
normally, there are 2 kinds of space, private and public. In your private space you can behave pretty much however you please, depending on whether the people you live with will put up with your behavior or not (which is why I live alone, so I can be as horrible as I want, no questions asked). In public space, you generally, if you are a decent human, try to behave so as to cause as little inconvenience to others as possible.
Then there are autos – fraught with the baggage of being a private space out in public. They are like big ego extensions and we take threats to our cars like we take threats to our bodies. And thus people turn into lunatics.
End of lecture.
I like Party Like a Millionaire! It’s catchy just like Ke$ha (which someone else already mentioned).
If you want to hear dirty music with a catchy beat check out Peaches.
I lived my whole life never hearing The Millionaires. Until today. Thanks for that, Dave. They are such…feminists. Ha. The beats are pretty catchy, damn them.
Wish I’d been there. Lately I’m on a Blast All Assholes rage-y kinda mood and I would have loved to have gone all Britney on her car. Whatadick.
That music is shit. It sounds like Ke-dollarsign-Ha.
I’m so happy that you introduced me to them a while back. I love The Millionaires.