I feel pretty confident that tornadoslackss is taking a shot at ‘bro country’ songs and their predictable, ridiculously sexist and objectifying lyrics. Maddie and Tae have an entire song ridiculing it that you may have heard.

The CMAs are the perfect show if you wanna avoid hearing anything resembling country music.

As if I care about what thsese shitkicking motherfuckers think about guns & politics.

You don’t know much about Miranda Lambert do you?

Well I know women in country don’t have guns because according to every fucking country song, the only thing they wear “painted on jeans” and who can fit a gun in those pockets?

At least since the ascent of CMT and the extreme corniness and facile hyper-capitalism of its current stars. Back in the day you could actually believe Johnny Cash and Loretta Lynn had opinions on things and wouldn’t let some milquetoast network executive shut them up.

Snowflakes

As Liz Lemon says, the word “lovers” bums me out unless it’s between “meat” and “pizza.”

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Ok I have managed to live on this planet and yet never hears a TS song...this is what she writes? Cuddling for kindergartners? Those lyrics, wow, like should be farts under covers, giggling like tots.

Relevant lyric: “I’m laughing with my lover, making forts under covers.”

“I’m laughing with my lover, making forts under covers.”

“I want to wear his initial on a chain round my neck, chain round my neck / Not because he owns me, but ‘cause he really knows me”

yep. why would you compare your lover to your brother? trick question: you wouldn’t.

Relevant lyric: “Trust him like a brother.”

I can’t be the only one that wants to see these people register as sex offenders, branded passports and all.

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