Poptart.
These are overly sweet pastry thingies that you put in the toaster and often end up setting your house on fire as they catch fire in the toaster. If you manage to get them out of the toaster without setting them on fire, you burn seven shades of **** outta your tongue. The filling is just like molten lava.
These are also all the female pop-ettes around today who, if they hadn't become famous, would have been prostitutes. They wear fewer clothes than hookers, invariably have had multiple boob jobs, move their bodies/ass around to simulate sex, and their videos are one step away from outright porn (Christina Ag is the exception - hers are def porn). These females only exist to be validated by how sexy men think they are. They have no other sense of self-worth other than that criteria. They are on a long line of conveyor belt media-manufactured pap in the original mold of barbie.
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