Haha, please let that really be her house.

This shitty song and that shitty dude are tied with Paris Hilton with a hundred other things for reasons LA sucks so much.

It is probably 95 degrees out and he's wearing a fucking toque and a sweatshirt. Jesus Christ, I bet he called this thing a 'project' when he talked about it to friends. I hope he gets sent to jail.

Best way to combat an overexposed celebrity? PUT HER PICTURE EVERYWHERE, WRITE A SONG ABOUT HER AND MAKE SURE TO SCRUTINIZE HER EVERY ACTION.

Oh, and then make it your every-day activity for, like, a week to talk about her with other people.

CONSIDER HER TAKEN DOWN A FEW PEGS, GOOD SIR!

Paris who?

I don't think I even got ten seconds into this song before I turned it off in disgust.

That's a really skinny Superman. And why is Batman out during the day?

Batman!
and sobbing sluts, or: celebutards.
with a really shitty song to boot.