The Word: You won’t find Justin Bieber up in da club
Oh man, I almost feel sorry for Justin Bieber. Almost. But then I think about what a little douche that twerp is, and all the money he’s probably got piled up in a mansion-sized McDonalds’ ball pit that he rolls around in every night — shirtless — like Scrooge McDuck, and I don’t feel all that sorry.
It’s pretty clear, though, that Baby Biebs’ (ahem, excuse me, Young Adult Biebs’) star is on the swift wane. Not only is the poor kid getting booed off the same stages from which he once received the damp panties of crazed young ladies, but now the guy can’t even get into a club in the Meatpacking District.
And, as anyone who lives in NYC will tell you, any bro with a fat wallet and 30 dollars worth of hair gel on his person can get into a club in the Meatpacking District.
Not Bieber, however, according to a TMZ report. Allegedly, Bieber was turned away for being 19 (understandable) though I’m pretty sure it’s because nobody’s interested anymore.
It’s kind of like when your adorable baby grows into an annoying, not adorable teenager and all you want to do is give them up for adoption, and also not let them into trendy New York bars.