My tolerance for Ke$ha ended about six months ago. Not even pictures of her naked and sexually satisfied can ease the pain she causes me every time I hear that f**king Your Love Is My Drug song. I hate it. I hate my life when I hear it. I hate the sick bastards who decided the she needed to have that high pitch giggle at the end of the song and the program directors who decide that I need to hear the song every 15 minutes.
Anyway, apparently Ke$ha has spun some kind of story about how she did not know who her father was and she never met him and that not knowing her dad is does not bother her and has made her a better artist. Well, Star has an interview with Ke$ha's dad who was involved in her life on a consistent basis until she was almost 20. Pictures, cards, letters, and then when she hit it big, she stopped talking to him cold turkey. Hey, at least he does not have to hear her sing that damn song in person.