If my Ipod could talk....

It would say "where've ya been chick?" I used to be that friend who when you asked if they had heard a song before, regardless of the genre of music, I'd give you a "duh, mad late son". Now the "duh, mad late"s are being given to me aaaand I don't like it. :crosses arms and pouts a la Melissa circa 1988:
Well, I gots me a new computer (yes, again) which no longer moves at a glacial pace, so let my music search Sundays resume. Besides the new Cudi and Kanye (which, if my Ipod could speak, itd prob say...alright enough of these two) I finally downloaded the semi-new Cee-lo and am in love. Well, with the songs, not him.
Album is full of lovey-dovey/why'd you break my achy-breaky heart/eff you tunes we can all relate too, but without the barf factor. Perfect for someone who fronts on their inner mushiness. I don't know anyone like that....

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