For me that's the appeal. It reminds me of when I was in ESL and everyone was stupid.
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Ke$ha is in the recording studio. In Dr Luke's office.
"What have you got," he asks without looking up at her.
She hesitates. "I-I wrote this rockish song called Machine Gun Love."
It all happens to fast. Luke's chair toppling. The way he leaps towards her before she knows what's going on.
CRACK!
There are no words to describe the pain. Tears well in her eyes as his elbow lands against her nose, smashing the bone. She drops to her knees.
Suddenly her hair is wet. The pain won't allow her to look up. Is she peeing on her like he did the last time she misbehaved? No. That smell. That very distinctive smell. Gasoline.
She blink through the pain and looks up. He strikes a match and glares down at her.
"Will you ever use the word rock again?"
Through blood, tears and snot, she mumbles something that sounds like no.
This ends another episode of "Ke$ha in the recording studio," a cautionary tale about signing away your life rights for a hit.
I wish Kayla was here so she could rewrite this and make it actually funny
For me that's the appeal. It reminds me of when I was in ESL and everyone was stupid.
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Ke$ha is in the recording studio. In Dr Luke's office.
"What have you got," he asks without looking up at her.
She hesitates. "I-I wrote this rockish song called Machine Gun Love."
It all happens to fast. Luke's chair toppling. The way he leaps towards her before she knows what's going on.
CRACK!
There are no words to describe the pain. Tears well in her eyes as his elbow lands against her nose, smashing the bone. She drops to her knees.
Suddenly her hair is wet. The pain won't allow her to look up. Is she peeing on her like he did the last time she misbehaved? No. That smell. That very distinctive smell. Gasoline.
She blinks through the pain and looks up. He strikes a match and glares down at her.
"Will you ever use the word rock again?"
Through blood, tears and snot, she mumbles something that sounds like no.
This ends another episode of "Ke$ha in the recording studio," a cautionary tale about signing away your life rights for a hit.
I remember there was an episode of Real World (Challenges or Rivals or something like that idk) where they had some bet and the black guy won, meaning the white guy had to give him head. They didn't show it or anything but it was really funny. Does anybody know what season/cast members I'm talking about? I don't usually indulge in gay trash (am fish ) so bare with me here.
no but I found out about this show when someone told me I looked like someone who was on Real world DC he was named Mike or something and then I started watching it
entertaining show and he sexual tension between the gays in the house is too much
you've figured it out yourself , and don't even get me started on the music videos they're mostly of her running around dancing and doing whatever , the exception of Miine / haunted
For me that's the appeal. It reminds me of when I was in ESL and everyone was stupid.
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Ke$ha is in the recording studio. In Dr Luke's office.
"What have you got," he asks without looking up at her.
She hesitates. "I-I wrote this rockish song called Machine Gun Love."
It all happens to fast. Luke's chair toppling. The way he leaps at her before she knows what's going on.
CRACK!
There are no words to describe the pain. Tears well in her eyes as his elbow lands against her nose, smashing the bone. She drops to her knees.
Suddenly her hair is wet. The pain won't allow her to look up. Is she peeing on her like he did the last time she misbehaved? No. That smell. That very distinctive smell. Gasoline.
She blinks through the pain and looks up. He strikes a match and glares down at her.
"Will you ever use the word rock again?"
Through blood, tears and snot, she mumbles something that sounds like no.
This ends another episode of "Ke$ha in the recording studio," a cautionary tale about signing away your life rights for a hit.
For me that's the appeal. It reminds me of when I was in ESL and everyone was stupid.
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Ke$ha is in the recording studio. In Dr Luke's office.
"What have you got," he asks without looking up at her.
She hesitates. "I-I wrote this rockish song called Machine Gun Love."
It all happens to fast. Luke's chair toppling. The way he leaps at her before she knows what's going on.
CRACK!
There are no words to describe the pain. Tears well in her eyes as his elbow lands against her nose, smashing the bone. She drops to her knees.
Suddenly her hair is wet. The pain won't allow her to look up. Is she peeing on her like he did the last time she misbehaved? No. That smell. That very distinctive smell. Gasoline.
She blinks through the pain and looks up. He strikes a match and glares down at her.
"Will you ever use the word rock again?"
Through blood, tears and snot, she mumbles something that sounds like no.
This ends another episode of "Ke$ha in the recording studio," a cautionary tale about signing away your life rights for a hit.
you've figured it out yourself , and don't even get me started on the music videos
they're mostly of her running around dancing and doing whatever , the exception of Miine / haunted
All of Bey's videos are like that tho. Just her playing the stripper role. Too bad she's getting old and that won't last forever.
Her only good video is Telephone but that's Gaga's credit.
For me that's the appeal. It reminds me of when I was in ESL and everyone was stupid.
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Ke$ha is in the recording studio. In Dr Luke's office.
"What have you got," he asks without looking up at her.
She hesitates. "I-I wrote this rockish song called Machine Gun Love."
It all happens to fast. Luke's chair toppling. The way he leaps at her before she knows what's going on.
CRACK!
There are no words to describe the pain. Tears well in her eyes as his elbow lands against her nose, smashing the bone. She drops to her knees.
Suddenly her hair is wet. The pain won't allow her to look up. Is she peeing on her like he did the last time she misbehaved? No. That smell. That very distinctive smell. Gasoline.
She blinks through the pain and looks up. He strikes a match and glares down at her.
"Will you ever use the word rock again?"
Through blood, tears and snot, she mumbles something that sounds like no.
This ends another episode of "Ke$ha in the recording studio," a cautionary tale about signing away your life rights for a hit.
) so bare with me here.
