Video: Miley’s lament for her dead blowfish

A Tuesday’s not a Tuesday without a good dead-blowfish ballad from one of America’s top pop stars.

Perhaps it should go without saying — life being ironic that way — that the blowfish, named Pablow, passed away a few months ago while Ms. Cyrus was out with friends eating sushi.

On the other hand, the cognoscenti know that you can’t eat blowfish raw or you’ll die.  It takes considerable training for a chef to learn how to prepare blowfish, or fugu, properly, so that it won’t kill the customers.

We would never dream of mentioning that sordid information to Miley Cyrus, who clearly is in distress over the loss of her friend.   Others can only wish they had known Pablow like she knew Pablow.

I would like to know where she got her droopy-crotch unicorn onesie.

At any rate, go ahead and spend three minutes here catching up on the zeitgeist.  You may or may not regret it, which to my mind is the best kind of endorsement.

Final note: this woman can vote, and very possibly does.


Some of you may remember a few months ago my dear blow fish Pablow past away. I wrote this song for him…He made me so happy and I miss him everyday…. But now he is with Floyd and Melanie’s sweet Sadie

Posted by Miley Cyrus on Monday, May 18, 2015

J.E. Dyer

J.E. Dyer

J.E. Dyer is a retired Naval Intelligence officer who lives in Southern California, blogging as The Optimistic Conservative for domestic tranquility and world peace. Her articles have appeared at Hot Air, Commentary’s Contentions, Patheos, The Daily Caller, The Jewish Press, and The Weekly Standard.


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