Under the guise of being an empowered female, Beyonce cries, shakes her tits and performs household chores in minimal clothing. Why don’t I love you, Beyonce? Because you are whining. I know it’s only a music video…but I just can’t deal with all the pathetic messages it sends. On top of that, it is aural torture; I got through 1:39 of this crappy song before I had to stop. If you can stand it enough, evaluate for yourself:
I thought this was a pretty accurate summary of my life after graduation?