I feel dirty. I watched the 2006 Teen Choice Awards, and I really wish I could get those two hours of my life back. As if the lame speeches, and crap performances weren't enough, every other second was a bombardment of prduct placement and album plugs. If I have to hear another over-produced, under-talented "artist" ever so unsubtly announce when their record is "dropping" (like the piece of shit it is), I swear I'll fly down to Hollywood and mame them.
But as if all that wasn't bad enough, as if watching the youth of today succumb to the incessant dumbing down of pop culture turning their impressionable minds into mush, the producers of that retarded award show had to go and do the unspeakable. They let Kevin Federline perform. Of course, he was as shitty as you'd expect him to be, but for just having to sit through it, I feel like I'm already losing brain cells.
Sure it was my fault, I could have changed the channel, or even turned off the TV, but no, I had to sit and watch. So, yeah, I feel dirty. I feel unclean.