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Parents?!? Again, back to my point Charly. You can't compare the difference by referencing the music you grew up on. The parents are now the kids that grew up on a whole different type of music that is nowhere near as clever as your music when it comes to suggestive innuendo. Also, in most cases, these same 'parents' aren't parentally qualified thanks to the 80's and the breakdown of family due in part to crack and the push to have two parents in the workplace. At some point the broadcasters have to pick up some of the slack. Not all of it, but bleeping out unnecassary cusswords is acceptable and you can't argue with that unless you feel like your daughter shoud be repeating lines like "Fuck me good, Fuck me good" when you aren't around.
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