Unfortunately, I’m an old and out of touch motherfucker who is well past his prime and who doesn’t really know anything about anything, but why should that stop me when it comes to sexualizing the popstars of today who are sexualizing themselves.

Sure, I’m not passionate about the subject, maybe I’d be better suited talking about something I am passionate about, but unfortunately, I find everything pretty fucking boring and uninteresting….so I don’t really have any passions outside of being left alone.

It’s not a depressing life when you have no passion, it’s actually pretty calm and silent like a still body of water on a warm summer night…just a whole lot of nothingness going on in the brain..

However, my commitment to YOU dear website is to update you with what an old out of touch pervert thinks is pop culture, being an outside uninterested in pop culture, and that has be looking at Olivia Rodrigo, who sang a song about vampires in which the bagger at my grocery store, who goes by “the world’s last bagger”, seemed to know all the words to, meaning it’s heavily radio played and designed to rape your ears and mind…while making the pervert in you want to do some of that raping back, but in a more consensual way, because you’re not one of those guys, you’re not an actual rapist…you don’t even have rape fantasies…

You’re just into jerking off while imagining that cameltoe and push up bra/fake tits but mainly that cameltoe was in your mouth, giving you an indian sunburn, which you know would never be consensual…making it a form of rape fantasy….you fucking rapist who doesn’t even know it…

Anyway, concert happened, South America, cameltoes were made, push up bras worn and I can go on another day knowing who Olivia Rodrigo the big pop star is….feeling less out of touch that I would if I didn’t.

A win for all!

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