I, like many other twenty-somethings (and teenagers… and tweens… and 7-year-olds probably) with too much time on their hands, often find myself perusing Perez Hilton’s site. It’s usually for the headlines, so I can then find a more palatable version of the news elsewhere, mainly because for some reason whenever I read Hilton’s writing, my inner monologue transitions into Gilbert Gottfried’s voice.
However, I do read what he posts about Lady Gaga, as I like to justify reading everyone’s “Leave Gaga alone!” comments. It’s nice to see that they’re annoyed with how much time and energy he spends hating on her (guess he’s reverting back to his evil ways) and I’m kind of hoping it will be his undoing.
In all fairness it was maybe not the best idea for Gaga to publicly tweet at Hilton to leave her alone and announce to the world that he was trying to rent a place near her in an effort to more effectively stalk her, buuuut, she deleted the update, and after he posted his “A Statement on Lady Gaga’s Lies” he could’ve just let sleeping dogs lie and shut the fuck up about it, instead of throwing shade at every opportunity.
But nope! He continues to be a little bitch, pulling such moves as posting Gaga’s naked Vogue pics and tweeting:
“[email protected] really loves getting fully naked! And it looks like she doesn’t have any hair on her vagina HERE.”
Sick burn, bro! It’s almost as good as when Mike Dexter called Amanda Beckett “Aman-DUH”. Remember that? He really got her. Seriously, though, what a weird and literal insult. Perez also recently made a point to announce that Gaga’s appearance on Andy Cohen’s “Watch What Happens Live” brought in the lowest ratings of the week, and it’s just like, why, you sad, sad man?
I think my favorite thing about all this is, though Hilton probably wasn’t actually stalking Gaga before, he is now, just to get back at her for accusing him of stalking her in the first place, leaving her with just one question: