So, recently there have been some pictures of Kelly Clarkson (the fabulous, fabulous Kelly Clarkson) in a bikini, eating a hot dog. And of course her body isn’t absolutely perfect, whatever that means, so she’s a whale. And she’s eating a hot dog, which of course is disgusting also.
There are some things in life you don’t want to be too good at. One is eating, because….well… you get fat. Take Kelly Clarkson for example: You’re hanging out with your friends in the Bahamas on Sunday, but you realize you aren’t the sex symbol you once were. My bad, she was never a sex symbol, but you know what I mean. If you’re wondering why you have more cellulite than that hippo wearing a one piece bathing suit, it may be the 17 hot dogs you forgot to throw up. fatty.
This comment is gross on so many different levels, it kind of makes me want to throw up. At least some people don’t mind seeing Kelly dig into a hot dog. And this week, one of the Best Week Ever guys pointed out that “you don’t have to be an Olsen twin to be hot” when they showed a clip of Kelly bouncing around on Ellen.
She really is adorable. And I hope she doesn’t let these worthless, petty people make her feel like she needs to lose one ounce, or change one bit. God, I should totally get tickets to her tour.
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