I’m currently reading The Wolf of Wall Street on my Kindle and balked when Jordan Belfort recounted a low point in his drug use where his private jet pilot had to don a gas mask because the air was so thick with cocaine particles. Can you imagine? I thought to myself. Tres tacky to do drugs on a PJ!
Well apparently Justin has more in common with the W.O.W.S. than I thought, because a minion says Jussy pulled a similar stunt aboard a Gulfstream bound for NYC ahead of Super Bowl weekend. Word is that he and his entourage, including his man-child dad Jeremy Bieber, were smoking so much weed aboard the jet that the pilots were forced to don oxygen masks!
And that’s not all. JB wasn’t so gentlemanly towards the staff, either:
“The flight attendant stated the passengers, including Bieber and his father, Jeremy Bieber were extremely abusive verbally and she would not work another flight with them,” the pilot detailed in an official FAA report.
But Jussy’s troubles didn’t end with wheels down. The DEA was on hand at the airport to question him about the drugs, and there was still marijuana smoke inside the cabin, according to the report, which also detailed how agents decided to question Justin separately from his entourage since “in past examinations, Bieber had become argumentative and abusive when together with his security team.”
But, since none of the flight crew wanted to press charges (cowards), JB and his crew were allowed on their merry way. But just a few days later, Justin found himself in more hot water.
As we know, Justin loves strippers. I mean Jesus. No…I mean strippers. First he dropped $75,000 on one in a single night last week in Miami, then he got caught on camera with two more. But apparently his love for all things topless isn’t a two way street. I hear that Sapphire strip club in NYC denied him entry on Super Bowl sunday.
“They decided he wasn’t worth the trouble,” explained my spy. “A party promoter asked the club about setting Bieber and his crew up with a few tables, but management said no because he is underage and his current negative press is not good for their venue.”
You know your reputation is in trouble when a topless bar says you aren’t good for their image.
What do you die-hard Beliebers make of JB’s latest woes? Are you still going to call me a “hater” (ugh, such an unimaginative word) and claim that your idol is still the good little Canuck you fell in love with? Or are you finally ready to retire your crush on this 110-pound terror?