I'm Laughing to Cover Up the Fact that I'm Dying Inside

Pop Star's Single, 'Booty Wave', Most Likely Civilization's Downfall

Jim Haggerty: And if you thought things couldn't get more infantile and aesthetically insulting than Fergie, Keesha, or Katy Perry, then you obviously haven't met 22-year-old K'ronikka, the latest and most horrid talent-bereft pop monstrosity the music industry has ever sadistically forced down the American public's collective throat. 

She's here with us in the studio right now… 

K'ronikka: Whut-whut! 

Tracy Gill: Welcome K'ronikka! God, you're just the worst. 

Jim Haggerty: Now, tell us K'ronikka, how did you first decide that you wanted to be the cypher through which the cynicism of a morally bankrupt industry is channeled? 

… And, right now, our avarice-soaked, unscrupulous corporate advertisers require that we play a little bit of the Booty Wave video…

As it turns out, a booty wave is like a booty tsunami, and the song isn't any worse than the standard pop hits playing on the radio right now. That's not sad. That's not sad at all.