
Justin Bieber... hot? So not. Poor, sad grandpappy
Rolling Stone...

waving its arms with desperation for an iota of attention. And how ironic that alongside its icky Bieber fever cover, the one-time music journal of record offers stories on dinosaurs Bruce Springsteen and Steven Tyler?
Seeing
Rolling Stone vying to be
Tiger Beat reminds me of the once credible
Billboard magazine offering its annual survey of "Hottest Beach Bodies." How the mighty have fallen. *
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