So I guess barfing on stage is trending? One week after The Biebs blew chunks in Arizona, mid “Baby Baby,” Lady Gaga decided to one-up Justin’s boot-and-rally by ralphing thrice during “Edge of Glory” in Barcelona this weekend. Please, pop-tarts, let’s not let this become a thing. With two incidents in two weeks, it’s already a bigger [technicolor] yawn than Tebowing and planking combined.
Meanwhile, Fergie is relieved people have finally stopped talking about that one time she pissed herself on stage. Until I brought it up again just now.
While barfing on stage is, like, so in right now, Hulk Hogan‘s recent direct-to-grainy-B&W-video snafu is a clear signal that sex tapes are way over. Pretty much everyone involved wishes it never happened (I know those of us at MamaPop are praying for a technological breakthrough of the MiB neuralizer kind), but Hogan’s on-screen partner is particularly mortified. According to a friend who spoke with Radar Online, Heather Clem is “completely devastated the sex tape has appeared in public and doesn’t want to talk about it.”
The source added, “She thinks it puts her in a bad light – it’s not as if Hulk’s a hunk and it’s a pretty embarrassing moment. What’s worse is Hulk’s interruptions – stopping Heather when she’s performing a sex act to check his cell phone and then admitting he felt like a pig because he ate too much [before], after they finished up… the video makes her look like a piece of meat.”
As if that doesn’t make her feelings about the encounter known, the friend continued. “Heather didn’t want her friends and family knowing that she had sex with Hulk Hogan – he’s very corny.”
Gee, I dunno. I’d hit it.
…aaand now we’ve come full circle. G’night everybody—I’ll be in bed with the internet disconnected until the earth opens up swallows us whole, which has got to happen soon if there’s any higher power at all.