|MILEY CYRUS DOES NOT NEED |
anyone's help or advice regarding
how to comport herself like a lady,
Sinead O'Connor. (Although you
should be happy that she's at least
headed down the right haircut road ...)
Because when Miley heard about Sinead’s heartfelt (if somewhat sanctimonious) letter advising her to stop flashing her tits and arse for a music industry that doesn't "give a sh*t" about her, she responded by twerking it into a coma while simultaneously fellating a corn husker. And then she called Sinead Amanda Bynes and retweeted a string of, er, let’s see, how do I put this delicately…batshit-crazy tweets Sinead sent out when she was clearly in the middle of some kind of priest-induced meltdown.
So of course Sinead wrote another letter urging Miley to visit her in person, and then a third letter threatening to sue her, which now brings her into stalker territory and … well you get the picture. Sinead, please, if Miley wants to follow her American dream to its goat-arsed-prostitute conclusion, just let her. I'm sure this will all be over by Christmas.