Ahhh, Miley.
I have thought about you a lot this past week, which you’re probably thrilled about. I’m afraid my thoughts have not translated to album sales, but I certainly know more about ‘twerking’ than I ever thought I would.
I don’t quite get your dancing ‘style’ where you habitually dry hump objects, while simulating oral sex on various objects.
I understand that I’m not your target market. But young girls are, and that’s what my problem is. I have young girls, and it terrifies me that you are a pre-teen idol.
You’re not the only one who gets up on stage wearing little more than lingerie, I know. There are a lot of you, and while I don’t think you have to be semi-naked to show off your spunky little body — that actually isn’t my issue either.
It’s the sex stuff. You, rubbing your derriere against Robin Thicke’s crotch while licking your lips, you, rubbing a large foam finger in between his legs.
For those who missed it, well done! Millions worldwide have watched the dance routine in question, and Miley’s signature move has its own definition in the Oxford Dictionary.
