I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to think about Miley Cyrus anymore, on the one hand she’s the hillbillied offspring of one of the worst one hit wonders of all time, and on the other hand she kind of makes weird things happen in my genitalia region. I’m so confused. It’s like asking a stripper to marry you, at the time it seems like a good idea, and then someone named Omar tells you that a kilo of cocaine is on your registrar. No thank you.
