Justin Bieber continued his reign of terror in Australia this week when he decided to tag up his hotel. The petite lesbian ferret was previously caught on tape spray painting his stupid cartoonish tags in Brazil. I guess he figures since he’s already ruined music and dance that he’d try creating shitty art in other genres. The worst part is that the Australian hotel isn’t going to scrub his inane scribbles off the wall. They think that since the little chodemuffin is famous the tagging will bring in business’s to the hotel. A spokesman said,
“It was a coup for the hotel to have Justin want to paint a piece of art in appreciation of his stay. This piece of art is now available to be viewed by fans of the artist and we believe that it is a wonderful addition to the colourful Gold Coast arts scene.”
Wonderful, let’s empower the little douche a little bit more, why don’t we? Fucking Australian hotel spokesmen. Why don’t they just fish one of his turds out of the septic tank and put it on display in the lobby atop the booster seat he used at the hotel restaurant. Treat him like the Little Emperor and he will never ever go away. Kick him in his tiny boned shins every meeting and you’ll suddenly find him disappeared. That’s how we got rid of the Leprechauns.