If you haven’t heard of Bad Ronald then you probably haven’t been to the mall lately. The group’s self-titled debut is an ideal soundtrack for most mall clothing stores frequented by college students.

By ideal, I mean every track on the album includes some reference to girls, drinking or getting high, and it does all of this to a combination of mildly entertaining disc jockey mixes and poorly rapped lyrics.

It doesn’t take more than a few minutes to realize the extent of Bad Ronald’s life experiences, which are limited to Saturday night activities of high school and college students.

You can only spend so much time watching Total Request Live. There’s a good chance one of the songs from the record might make it on MTV, but it really doesn’t matter which one - they’re all the same.

Every year at least one funny song comes out about getting plastered and falling down and so on, but how many can record companies release?

One song from Bad Ronald might be fun to play at a party, but the album has 15 tracks and they all stink.

Because the record companies won’t listen to me, I am pleading with everyone to please, be responsible about what music you play.

You don’t want to encourage another Bad Ronald.