“Sex baby, let’s talk about you and me, let’s talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be. Let’s talk about sex.”
Yeah, let’s do that. Let’s talk about sex (…a little bit, a little bit.)
High school students obsess over it, fear it, lust for it, or avoid it all together. But it’s unavoidable; it affects us no matter what. Because let’s face it, you think about it every day. Don’t lie to yourself.
The countless hours we spend staring blankly at the television screen bombard us with images of the blatant affection and shameless, sloppy passion we know as prime time. But let’s not blame it all on the “boob tube,” the radio is no better. Constantly demanding that I “back that *** up” or “drop it like it’s hot.” I don’t have the skills or lack of moral code to do that in public, but I sure do hum those tunes out in front of the world without a thought.
Why not? Sure, it’s provocative and my grandmother would fall on her frail fanny if she heard those raunchy phrases, but they’ve been so publicized that you wouldn’t blink if I approached you with a smack to the butt and a, “Looking sexy girl!” You might even be flattered.
You probably shouldn’t be though. Analyze that for a moment, just amuse me. Being touched by your friends or just plain acquaintances on intimate parts of your body isn’t at all complimentary or flattering to your reputation. And please, those sexy compliments should be saved for the sack.
I can’t go a day without watching a girl get felt up in the hallway or by a friend as a joke, but as a student who is just about as normal as anyone else and sees the average libido of a teenager quite clearly, I know that every lighthearted chest grab is fueled by their mix up of barely suppressed estrogen and testosterone.
So I guess I’ll wrap this up by saying; ladies, stay ladies. Make sure to cover those lovely legs and leave room for imagination because if you’re taking fashion tips from Britney Spears music videos then we need to talk in private. And men, stay classy. No one needs all that sagging and swagging because, frankly, it’s not impressive.