Dear Ke$ha, I like your boots.


Look, Ke$ha, this is hard for me because 1) you’re not dressed like this because you sincerely think you look good or believe sane people who don’t hate eyeballs should dress this way, you’re doing this for attention and thus I’m now a participant in your sick, obvious game 2) I’m trying to be nicer and 3) writing this requires me to actually spell out a name with a fucking dollar sign in it.

But Ke$ha, I could feed a sea lion with an upset stomach two powdery vats of rancid Fun Dip washed down with raw eel chunks and knotted fishing line, and then lie down and let that poor sea lion vomit all over my person… and the results would still be cuter because I’d know that posing with your middle finger up is for stupid teenagers.

[Photo via Wenn]