Holy Shit.
What the fuck happened at the MTV Awards?
I guess leaving Disney’s clutches is like having your
chastity belt ripped off and then shot out of a cannon, because once the Magic
Kingdom is in the rear view, people just go buck-ass (naked) nuts.
I don’t know what they’re doing over there to these gals,
but shit, as soon as they’re barely legal they can’t wait to show the world what’s
underneath their bathing suits.
Miley Cyrus’ performance was a train wreck. It wasn’t because of the outfits.
It wasn’t her damn near finger banging a giant foam hand.
It wasn’t her dry humping Robin Thicke.
It wasn’t even her gyrating on stage like she’s trying to
earn enough ones to pay for her methadone shot after the show.
She just didn’t look comfortable. The whole thing looked forced…like when a teenage
girl wears too-tight clothes and too much make-up.
I don’t know if she’s
trying to prove something to her man or her naysayers but she was selling it
too hard.
