Katy Perry, who is an anime robot with blue hair who lives in Candyland, invited special surprise earworm singing guest Rebecca Black onstage last night at a show in LA.
Am I the only one who is uncomfortable with our continued fun-poking-at of Rebecca Black's admittedly horrible but also sort of sweet and sincere attempt to play a pop star? As the smirking Perry welcomed Black onto the stage, I halfway expected blood to be dumped on Black's head. And then, the doors of the auditorium get locked and Rebecca Black, I don't know, drowns everyone in deadly acidic foam that shoot from her breasts, because Katy Perry's not the only one with magical boobs. No siree.
Which seat can I take? All of them, motherfuckers.