Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Leave It To Bieber
Everybody keeps talking about this Bieber kid so I figured it would only be fair to check out what this kid does for a living.
EGAD! I'm trying to be nice here because I know he's young enough to be my kid.
I can see why Justin appeals to the prepubescent. He is processed cheese, which is okay because he's a kid. But Luda should have known better or at least visited Bieber's hometown before agreeing to guest-starring on this sugar sweet musical travesty. Stratford, Ontario is the Shakespeare theatre capital of Canada and has been suspected of triggering sudden onset narcolepsy in those who visit. Comparing Stratford to any hood is like comparing Bombshell McGee to Mother Teresa. I mean, what kind of shenanigans could this kid have become involved in? Cow tipping? My 90 year old great aunt is more gangsta than this dude.
The Bieb better enjoy his 15 minutes because as soon as his voice drops, he is off to the land of Aaron Carter obscurity. And I hope Ludacris made a boatload of cash because everyone is laughing at him. Luda handed over his credibility along with a Ziplock containing his testicles when he signed on the line.
Justin, you aren't hood. Just keep getting rich making 12 year old girls as well as their parents cry (for different reasons) and leave the music to the grown-ups. Oh, and a little advice - you MAY want to hire a dance instructor who isn't a retired offensive lineman.
I'm going to stop now.
Posted by Michel-Exildas Galipeau at 00:43