Maybe I'm just a prude, but...

So, here I am, writing my NaNo novel, and I'm eventually going to come to the part about driving down Route 6 in Maine at 125 mph, and what I joking referred to as Sean's (my male protagonist) theme song: Move B--ch, by Ludacris. I just went to a lyrics site and looked up the lyrics for this song, and maybe it's a good thing I can't understand half of what rappers say, because the words are foul! I'll probably use the following:

"I'm goin a hundred on the highway/If you're doing the speed limit, get the fuck outta my way"

Am I a little too tight assed to understand what the great fascination with rap music is? At best, it describes life in a lot of the large cities in the USA; at worst, the language that is allowed (to be broadcast on the radio) is about as base as it gets. And kids listen to this stuff! I'm not so sure I'd like to be referred to as a "bitch" or a "'ho", or that all I'm good for is a one night stand.

And, once again, I'm glad I don't have girls (or boys who listen to rap. That Saon listens to it is bad enough, but he's an adult).

I didn't mean for this to be a rant. I just wanted to say that I just don't friggin' get it, and I'm not sure I want to.

MorelaterZ--
(if my puter at home cooperates, that is)