This song -- if I can even call it that -- by Rebecca Black is supposed to be an anthem to Friday; the best day of the week. Instead, it's literally the worst f*cking thing I have ever seen or heard, and I've watched Paris Hilton's sex tape (shamefully on more than one occasion). No exaggeration, if you played this on repeat at Guantanamo Bay, you'd have terrorists euthanizing themselves in droves. I couldn't make it through the whole video, not even once, and not even on mute. With her dead-pan face, the flashing lights, and all sorts of other imagery hocus-pocus, I was afraid I would begin to seize. So yeah, if you're epileptic don't even think about watching this. It's suicide. The abomination is below and may no one have mercy on the person who green-lighted this thing into production.