Carly Rae Jepsen – Who I want to Fuck Today

Every Summer there is a Song of the Summer. Or a few sort of vying for the public imagination. They tend to be light, forgettable fair that is immediately catchy and fun. This summer it is pretty clear it was Call Me Maybe and in the case of these songs liking it or not doesn’t really change your exposure to it. You’re going to hear it unless you’re someone’s grandparent. Then you probably won’t because Bingo Halls have a no pop music rule. What that means then is I know who Carly Rae Jepsen is, it’s inevitable. I didn’t really know that much about her at first, my guess was another teen pop star cropping up out of some factory somewhere (I have always assumed said factory is a secret facility run by a combination of Nickelodeon, Disney, and the Government). It turned out she was 26 and from Canada. So… I was a little off. I don’t know much about her and I doubt I will ever find myself buying a bunch of Carly Rae Jepsen albums but she is undeniably cute and sometimes… sometimes it’s just the time for that. The cute girl who has had pop culture by the throat for a few months, it just seems attractive in a sort of mental fling sort of way, which is where I am at right now. Today I want to fuck Carly Rae Jepsen.