Wow.
There are certain things in this world that you never need to see. And I don't mean any Kardashian trying to do any task that requires thought or talent. I mean serious things.
Every once in a while, you don't even know that you never wanted to see something until it is too late.
Well that just happened.
For some reason, I just watched this.
I now hate myself.
I hate myself for watching it. And I hate myself for providing a means for anyone else to watch it.
I am a whore.
But thanks to Fergie, I now have a National Anthem that is tailor made for my new status.
I never knew I didn't want to see the version of the National Anthem that would be sung after a trashy stripper popped out of a giant cake.
But now I have.
And I can't unsee it.
Believe me, I have tried to unsee it.
The only thing she was missing (besides the cake) were a couple of red, white and blue fans so she could perform a burlesque style fan dance.
The only thing everyone else on the planet was missing was an "off" button for her microphone.