It's true. We do. Our generation has been lucky enough to overlap so many generations and genres and artists in the music industry that we should consider ourselves Earth's Music Ambassadors. The best part of music, though, isn't in the enjoyment. No, the best part is in the enjoyment at the EXPENSE OF YOUR OWN CHILDREN.
I have found the easiest way to get back at my kids, especially when they need to be punished, is to play THEIR music. Since I have boys, the quickest way to blow their eardrums is with any selection of Katy Perry, Black Eyed Peas, or Taylor Swift. What's REALLY fun, though, is when it's time for a Come to Jesus talk, when I call them into my office for a "you sit there and shut up while I scream at you" mature discussion, but I make sure I've first loaded Party Rock Anthem on my playlist, get it going good and loud, sing a few lines and maybe add a few dance moves (not too many becuause the point isn't to amuse them, it's to provide auditory and visual abuse to the point where they're in tears even before I tell them why I'm mad). Feel free to implement the Queen's Method whenever needed. I guarantee your children will learn to be as angelic as mine. (I've included my own personal favorite clip which features, of course, the Kia Soul hip hop hamsters. Classic.)
Queen of my own Magic Kingdom, full of all the irreverent, obnoxious, and sometimes offensive sarcasm you know and love. I don't care what people think of me, but I do care if you like my blog. Read, forward, repeat.
