Let's say your dad gets paid millions of dollars to design neoteric silver boxes. Or maybe he swims in pools of Blues Brothers 2000 money (soon to be Ghostbusters 3 money?). You're already doing the usual shit, like going to Harvard and ALWAYS getting the first Facebook invite to many fabulous Crawfish Boils. But how can you both capitalize on the family crest and simultaneously rebel against it?
“Pussy Breath.” Yeah, why not? The whole rich-white-kid-does-naughty-rap-parody is well trodden, so the only heavy lifting depends on how high you hold that Patron bottle for the camera. When you get an angry call from Dad in which he actually uses the phrase “camel toe,” you know you've won.
Granted, Daniel Libeskind and Dan Aykroyd's daughters didn't write “Pussy Breath,” (“Google Money” AKA this guy did), but who still finds this shit funny? Even when the “Pros” do it, it elicits giggles for the first thirty seconds until we realize that we're doomed to sit through three whole minutes of the type of material that Weird Al uses to personalize autographs with.
Aspiring comedians, the next time you use the back of one of your 8 x 10 glossies to write the next hilarious rap parody, ask yourself: does music like this really NEED parodying?
