You know those nights when your friends drag you out to a bar or club despite the fact that you have mono or something seriously wrong with you and insist that you drink and revel and have a great time in the muggy darkness of some cavernous crap hole? You have a few drinks because you’re bored but then you remember you’re sick and you start to get really woozy and dizzy and you just want to go home? You know those types of nights? If you don’t, you’ve now got a convenient little way to experience that awful sensation without leaving the exact spot where you’re resting your laurels at this very moment and it will only take three and half minutes to recreate what hours at a crowded bar or club can render. Isn’t that neat? Don’t you feel like all your Willy Wonka dreams are coming true?
Here’s the little magic “pill”; it’s Britney Spears’ new single, “Till The World Ends” and its lyrics sound like they may have been written on mescaline or something. And not the Hunter S. Thompson kind of mescaline that makes you see lizard people and floors covered in blood, but the kind that makes you think “Whoa-oh-oh-oh-ooooh” and “Keep on dancing till the world ends” are inspired lyrics. Either that or Ke$ha wrote it. Oh wait. She did. This explains everything. Carry on.
