Fuck You, Lily Allen

No… I’m not telling Lily Allen to fuck herself… that’s the name of the song.

If you ever are under the misconception that when I’m trashing people on my blog, I’m doing so with malice and hate, just remember that this melody is constantly running through my head.  I’m never more cheerful than when I’m telling Republicans, Libertarians, Democrats, Anarchists, Communists, Socialists, Christians, Catholics, Jews, Muslims, Hindus, New-Agers, conspiracy theorists, Jennifer-McCarthyists, Oprah, Humanists, Agnostics, white supremacists, black supremacists, Splendid Elles, Robert Pattinson, patriots, ex-patriots, nationalists, traitors, Brian “Sapient” Cutler, conservatives, liberals, myself, anyone who isn’t Lily Allen and people who like Rocky Road ice cream to fuck themselves.

As you might have already guessed, the lyrics aren’t work-appropriate.  But if you’re coming here for work-appropriateness you’re in the very, very wrong place.