This morning, teen heartthrob-turned-juvenile-deliquent Justin Bieber’s house was raided by police. Bieber apparently was a suspect in the egging of his neighbour’s house. Unconfirmed reports said that the police used a battering ram to gain entry into the singer’s house. (Hey! He has his own house?? Isn’t he too young to be left unattended?). A battering ram? For egging? The story said that the cops were in search of evidence that could implicate Justin Bieber, namely eggs.
LMAO!! Eggs? The cops are raiding this kid’s house looking for eggs because he was suspected of egging a house? Can’t you just imagine the cops’ conversation…
Cop #1: Hey! I found it! A carton of eggs sitting right here on the the top shelf on his stainless steel fridge! He is guilty as sin! Should I dust em for prints?
Cop #2: Damning evidence indeed! Good work buddy. Let’s take the kid down and book him! No need to dust.
Talking about dust, while the policemen were in the act of searching for WMDs, they also found cocaine. Knowing that there was no way it could belong to the superstar brat, they pinned it on his poor little bff, aptly called Lil Za. Poor Za, taking the rap for the Biebs.
Justin: I swear officer, that’s not mine. *sniff sniff*
Cop #1: Then it must belong to that punk sitting in the love seat. Book him.
But I’m still laughing and shaking my head at this one…Raiding a house for evidence of an egging…I’ve heard it all now. Good thing Justin didn’t place a burning bag of feces on his neighbour’s steps.
Justin Bieber’s Home Raided (the star.com)