Former
Disney star Miley Cyrus’ recent antics have left us in a stir. Her provocative
dancing and absence of clothes has exposed her to a chill of criticism from all
stretches of morally righteous and conservative people.
Miley
and her wrecking ball demolish her sweet and innocent character in the press.
Her VMA appearance was her most criticised sin, even though she was more
covered up than she was on a spherical lump of steel. The main focus was her
gyrating against a slimy man having a mid-life crisis in a striped suit, Robin
Thicke. However I picked up on the fact that she looked like a miniature giraffe
unable to keep their tongue under control. As well as her animalist
performance, Miley’s particularly tight flesh coloured shorts caused her legs
to abnormally cave-in to resemble the behind of a raw chicken. This means if
she were to be an animal Miley would most definitely be a
half-giraffe-half-chicken with a severe mental disability or lack of facial
muscle control.
The
wild child herself claims her ludicrous behaviour is just a character.
Obviously recreationally consuming MDMA and cocaine is the height of
acceptability and most certainly shows Miley’s innocent side. Surely if that
can prove what she is doing is just a character then nothing else can?
Miley
is fully aware of the impacts of her provocative dancing and whatever other
stupid stuff she does. Yet she says she isn’t a kids’ role model and people can
choose not to let this influence their lives. However this is not how the
modern world works. This glorious thing called the internet allows access to a
whole variety, especially on a site like YouTube, such as cats playing pianos;
stuff being blown up and general idiocy. So what will prevent little kids
searching for their beloved Hannah Montana and stumble across her licking a
hammer ‘lollipop’ with her mutant giraffe tongue? Sooner or later the whole
world will find their four-year-old daughters’ twerking in their itsy-bitsy
bikinis with your DIY tools! Even Miss Miley Cyrus can figure that out …
surely?
By LaLa
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