maybe i don't understand this series of kid's albums because i unfortunately, had to grow up on my parent's harsh beatles records... so, i end up feeling badly about this kid's album in two ways: (1)sorry for children raised in households that willingly subject them to this, and (2) disgust at pop cultural soul rot. this makes more sense as a parody album for drunk adults than something honest for kids. why does everything have to be dumbed down in order for it to be marketed towards children? if you want your children to be raised on wonder bread and think like a loaf of the same, play'em this. if something is true to the human condition it doesn't have to be targeted toward a particular demographic; it would appeal on some level to everyone. there's no way to prevent your kids from physicaly growing up, but this sure can retard their mental development. just make sure to put "my boo" on repeat. oh yeah, and i think walmart sells thongs with cartoon themes.