The most amazing thing about this story is that for once it is not the football player in trouble for speeding or doing drugs. Frankly, take out “Justin Bieber” and insert the name of almost any Dallas Cowboy and you have story you’ve read a million times before. Of course, the fact that it really is Justin Bieber is the icing on the cake. Seriously, let Bieber come across Dez Bryant in a dark alley. Then we’ll see if Bieber has an inch of clear, unbruised skin left to get one more of his god-awful tattoos.
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Were those tattoos copied out of a children’s book? The guy who tattooed the cover of “Where the Wild Things Are” on his ass is cooler.
Personally, I’m hoping he hooks up with Amanda Bynes and let the fun begin.
Anthony Weiner thrust himself into the New York City Mayoral election yesterday.
“I’ve thought long and hard about this,” he said as he stood proud and erect in front of his audience. “I feel that over the last few years I’ve shown you what I’m made of, and I’ve exposed myself to the will of the public.”
Weiner’s announcement came at the climax of what was otherwise a flaccid news day.
“I will not go limp at the finish, nor will I allow my poll numbers to slip. I will go deep in the race and I will finish first. And I will leave the electorate satisfied.” Candidate Weiner then basked in the afterglow of his ejaculation.
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