PSA is not PSA, PSA is normal. <---And honestly? If you're able to say "I read that and did not have to visit the hospital for spine breakage," then you have a better willpower than I. Because spine breakage? TOTALLY HAPPENED.
And now all I can really stray back to is
gigantic's
Pete/Patrick lap dancing shenanigans, except my mind keeps auto-correcting (like the little canon-loving wench it is) and is trying so hard to get me to write Pete/Ashlee/Patrick, but I can not do it, I can not, there is schools, y'all. I needs my edumacation, y'know? (But seriously--all I CAN THINK ABOUT. Patrick would totally pick the music--something R.Kelly-ish or even Marvin Gaye, because Ashlee's an amateur, but she can pull it off, no joke--and supervise like a hawk in the background. Just all--"Remember! Hands out, twirl that scarf, twirl! Grab those hips! SHAKE! SHAKE!")
In not so surprising news, Kanye West had a meltdown. (Sources say it went like:
Kanye West: I can has a VMA win, please? I do good, I make albums.
MTV (to Justin Timberlake): You! You can has a VMA! You can has four!
Justin Timberlake: :D
Kanye West: DDDDDD:
--or so I've been told.)
Being the super-Kanye fan that I am, I'm pretty much "eh, this is the same dude that storms the stage," and now my focus is on tomorrow! KANYE WEST! 50 CENT! WHO SHALL WIN?
(Also, ceej got me thinking about the HSM pictures thing--
"You may have proved that Zac Efron is indeed straight, Vanessa Hudgens, but someone else is having the best week ever!")
eta:
Ashlee Simpson + Vicky Valentine = /o\ What really makes me laugh is imagining Pete/Vicky Valentine, hotter sex, y'know?