I’m so glad there’s some artists left in the music industry that don’t depend on stupid costumes and shock value to entertain their fans at concerts. Rihanna, however, is not one of them. I’m getting a weird tranny vibe here, especially with the penis envy deal going on here and the stupid red Cletus hair. What’s the microphone doing down there, anyway? Is her camel toe gonna whistle a tune? Because that’s what I would call entertainment.
Showing Canadians some American beaver in Toronto: