Subtle he ain’t. A few days ago, actor, comedian, renowned 420-enthusiast, and one half of the most obvious “punching well above his own weight” gender imbalanced pairings in movie history, Seth Rogen, detailed in full his one and only encounter with our favourite Canadian jerk, Justin Bieber. The long and short of it? Seth didn’t exactly look at him terribly favourably. Some choice cuts from the extended story, detailed on the Howard Stern show: “He’s a little bit of a motherfucker.” “He’s a bit of a dick.” “He’s a piece of shit.” Y’know, not to put too fine a point on things. But far be it for the Beeb to simply leave it alone and let the story die. He’s gone and responded in typical JB fashion – he’s tweeted about it.
Seth Rogan sorry I didnt bow down when I asked 2 meet u was probably a bit shy and didn’t want to be over the top but still. love ur movies.
— Justin Bieber (@justinbieber) May 8, 2014
Let’s break this down, shall we? Bieber (pictured above in the standard issue uniform of the douchebag, complete with street vendored Native American shirt that even a City College frat boy 5 FourLoko’s deep into Spring Break in Panama Beach would think twice about buying) issues his own personal form of apology, which is to kind of apologise, but to drench it in humblebrag first. Kind of like a salad that’s more ranch than roquette; it’s technically what it’s supposed to be, although not really at all.
