On most days I wouldn't really care about or consider the validity of anything that Kelly Clarkson says. But this is just plain funny.
Yes, people laughing at the momentary misery of others ( that was essentially brought on by their own rank stupidity ) is actually quite commonplace. We laugh at men getting round-housed to the crotch on a daily basis - that is, if you watch America's Funniest Videos. This is no different.
The whole situation reaks of comedic value. A man who's name is practically the name of a pseudo-celebrity whore was punched by a man who is in a band named after my least favorite vegetable.
I'll pass on speaking about Clarkson's apparent desire to be the new centerfold in XL Girls magazine.
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Showing posts with label Kelly Clarkson. Show all posts
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Tuesday, June 23, 2009
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