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September 14, 2015 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
Demi Lovato had little economic choice but to hint at being gay curious, maybe bisexual, not fully sexually fluid or gender neutral, but mostly definitely some slurps at the lady gob. Her tortured explanation was gross until you set it against the fact that she bones Wilmer Valderrama on the regular, that’s her comparative Get Out of Jail Free Card. Demi’s rubbing leeches on her labia and reciting Hillary Clinton stump speeches? No, still not as bad as Valderrama cock in your clam.
Alan Carr, who is both British and gay, not just British and super effeminate, asked Demi on his talk show if the lyrics in her crappy new song she clearly didn’t write were about her dabbling in lesbianism:
Got a taste for the cherry, I just need to take a bite.
Gay. Case closed. Or she likes cherries. Lovato cheekily responded that she would neither confirm or deny that she also digs chicks because that tested best with the marketing focus group. If I give her any credit, it’s for sparing the sexually progressive nonsensical lectures popular among her peers. So, maybe she rubbed up against a chick at band camp. That’s her business. I miss Jimmy Jam. He did this whole crappy chick pop music with greater aplomb.