Some Weirdo Got a Creepshot of Justin Bieber Sleeping

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We've already heard all about Justin Bieber's troubled visit to Brazil. First he was caught leaving a brothel of some ill-repute, and then he walked off stage and didn't return after someone threw a bottle at him during a concert. But that was not the last indignity he would suffer in this lawless nightmare country. He invited some girls over to the crib he was staying in, just to chill and eat some chicken nuggets, and even though his security detail took their phones and made them sign confidentiality agreements, one of these young ladies still managed to take a video of him sleeping. There he is, the boy king, snuggled up in his bed, sleepin' like an angel. And this Brazilian she-devil, she videotaped it. With her telephone. And then put it on these Internets for all to see! Can you believe that? What sort of creature does that? Of course the entire weird world is grateful that she did, because how else would we know what this curious Canadian oddity looks like when he's lost in dreamland, but it is still a strange thing to do. And mean. It's probably a mean thing to do too. But, she did it. And there it is. A young god at rest, not even sure what country he's in, probably. And now we've all seen it. What a strange time we live in. [Page Six]

Meanwhile, back in the United States, Bieber has decided to simplify his life. You remember his friend Lil Twist, right? That's the young fellow who was living in Bieber's Calabasas mansion for a time, and was always getting pulled over for speeding in Justin's fancy cars and whatnot. He was also known to have loud parties while Biebs was away. So he wasn't a great roommate, is the point. The two have fallen out, Twist was asked to leave the house, and then they started fighting over the term "Wild Kidz." See, ugh, that's what they called their crew, the Wild Kidz. At the height of the Wild Kidz era, so like September I guess, Bieber's people filed the papers to trademark the phrase with the intent to start a clothing line. (All young men are starting clothing lines these days. Ask your teen son why he isn't starting a clothing line.) But when Biebs and Twist started beefing, so like in October, Twist went and tried to trademark W.I.L.D. Kidz, for his own line of clothing, I guess. Anyway, there was a little bit of a fight over that but Bieber has decided to drop the issue and let Twist have the Wild Kidz. Take the Kidz, Twist. You can have them. Justin doesn't want them anymore. Go create your clothing line and live your own life. Justin Bieber and Lil Twist are no longer intertwined, they are living separate lives now. Twist must go drive someone else's Lamborghinis. Maybe he should try to join up with Jaden Smith's MSFTS crew. They have a clothing line. And probably some nice cars. And it would be perfect, because Jaden Smith is legally too young to drive them! There's your next move, Twist. Go for it. [TMZ]

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