Celebrity Juice

They just can't resist talking about Bieber...

Dear Rufus Hound/Fearne Cotton,
You clearly have Bieber Fever. Deal with it.
Love,
Alice.
x

For the 95th episode in a row, Bieber has been brought up. Now, I'm all for taking the piss, he is, after all, comedy gold, but when it starts to get personal, I take offence.

"No one here is going to think Bieber's the most attractive because they all have pubic hair." - Relatively amusing.

"He looks like a distressed baby." - Hilarious, because he does.

"Bieber's hair really pisses me off." - WOAH! Hold up. What?! Bieber's hair really pisses you off?! Erm... What?! Not cool, Fearne Cotton, not cool. Justin Bieber's hair is the foundation of the society in which we all live. Without that hair, where would we be headed politically? What would happen to the arts? To the healthcare system? To life as we know it? Maybe think it through before you speak next time, Fearne...

Slash, the best thing I have ever seen in my life is Dappy from N-Dubz being slapped in the face with a fish. That, right there, is TV gold.

I promise to stop talking about Justin Bieber

At least for a few days. Slash, it's X Factor tomorrow, so maybe next week.

We all know I love the Justin Bieber boyband, so my life was made when last night, whilst I was watching Celebrity Juice, they started talking about them. Of course, they referred to them as One Direction (a poor band name) when lo and behold, Paloma Faith goes, "Oh, are they the ones that all look like Justin Bieber?"

My reaction to this was thus:

1. Screaming
2. Running into each of my flatmates rooms individually, still screaming
3. Repeating the story at least thrice to each flatmate
4. Getting into bed, too excited to sleep and thinking, 'I must blog about this tomorrow'.

If, after this, Simon Cowell still fails to secure Justin Bieber for at least one live show, I will sue him.

I would also like to point out that Paloma Faith should stop stealing my ideas.