After literally days of waiting, it arrived this morning. No, not my most recent issue of "Given the opportunity to bathe in Lady Gaga's sweat/blood/tears, I would totally do it" magazine, but something close. The video for Bad Romance.
Ugh. There are no words, except these: I'm Gaga's bitch, baby.
Edit: More words coming. I have to analyze this shit.
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