Monday 5 August 2013

I'm a Belieber...

Actually, I'm really not.

I don't understand this young man and what direction he's trying to take his life in. It's not long since I last posted a blog about him but in a few months he's really excelled himself at being a first class prat.

Not only is he still turning up hours late for concerts and seemingly not caring how this affects his young fans, but he has been seen dancing outside his tour bus whilst wearing a onesie. Onesie's are only ever to be worn in bed. They should never be worn in public, unless you are a newborn baby. 

He has also decided he no longer wants his pet monkey and has told German authorities to rehome it in a zoo. Which they have now done. How very irresponsible. What's more irresponsible is that he now owns another monkey. wtf!?

From one irresponsible event to another that is actually mildly amusing, the time he got caught speeding around a housing estate by some athlete built like the hulk who he ran and hid from! That's how big a man Justin Bieber is, hiding behind his money.

He's been caught spitting at his fans and now wants the photographic evidence of it banned from the internet. He has been caught smoking suspicious looking cigarettes. He has been in trouble for underage drinking in clubs and then for causing mass brawls with other club goers. He has also had a brief relationship with a Las Vegas lap dancer and still, for some inexplicable reason, all this moronic behaviour hasn't stopped Selena Gomez following him round like a puppy.




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