It Was The Best Of Pop, It Was The Worst Of Pop

I needed something to make me love music again after theChristina Aguilera meets Marilyn Manson monstrositythatRoinflicted upon me via Twitter made me never want to listen to songs again.

ThankfullyJon Lajoie,sexually attractive man that he is, was right there when I needed him to let me know that not everyPop Songhas to suck.

I am happy once again. So happy in fact that I’m singing in my gay voice…

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