Released long after he became Garth Vader, all you can say to yourself when you see this album cover is "Gay Fortune-telling Cowboy."
I should feel guilty about this because she's a Christian singer, but given how attractive she is, I won't. They should of thought of a better title.
Aw, to hell with individualism and personality! Let's sum up the musical tastes of an entire demographic with just 18 folk-pop songs! Besides, how can they produce an album as silly as this without a single tune by Melissa Etheridge or the Indigo Girls?
This is just damn sad, but funny at the same time. Your reaction might be "Ha-ha-ha! Damn, that's messed up!"
This is too damn funny. Ladies, rid yourself of your fascination with Carmen Electra. Some of you should not be strippers!