For some reason, we are living in a world where I am blogging about Corey Feldman. I mean, maybe I should revoke my decision to not write about politics on here, because whatever is going on in the White House is far less of a mess than Corey Feldman’s life, but I digress.
On Thursday, Feldman went to the hospital and alleged that an unidentified man opened his car door and stabbed him in the stomach. The only problem? Neither police nor doctors could find a stab wound.
Once police released the info that no stab wound had actually been found, Feldman changed his story a bit and was like “Uhhh yeah, because I was actually stabbed with a syringe that could have had POISON or DISEASES in it!” He then took to social media to show off his “stab wound” which kind of looks like a needle hole I guess, but also just kind of looks like a dot?
I mean, I’m no doctor, but I feel like if someone aggressively stabbed you with something, which is what Feldman claims happened, then even if it was a needle there would probably be some bruising. I mean, I’ve had light bruising from getting the flu shot, but anyway…
Doctors have confirmed that IF Corey Feldman was stabbed with a needle there was nothing in it because, aside from being completely insane, Corey is fine.
Corey went on a social media spree praising the lord for sparing him once again, but I’m just over here like Mmmmmhmmmm.
Corey Feldman is like an old, white Blac Chyna and Tyga, painfully desperate to stay relevant within the media, willing to stoop to literally ANY level to get some press.
I think my dream in life would be to see a reality show starring Corey Feldman, Tori Spelling, Blac Chyna, Tyga, and a couple of other washed up nut jobs who have to compete for like $5k and a one page spread in UsWeekly. That would be amazing.