Showing posts with label Diana Vickers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diana Vickers. Show all posts

Monday, 12 January 2009

Diana Vickers - Fan Dragged Away By The Bouncers!

MSN Celebrity blog editor, Colleen, has reported that Diana Vickers-rhymes-with-Knickers was involved in a brawl on stage recently.

It was apparently during a performance of Patience – Take That’s wonderful hit and a particularly poignant song to Crusty as I often need quite a bit of it when dealing with the staff at Crusty Hall.

A 17 year old was dragged away by the bouncers (Ouch!) after he tried to put his arm around the scatty-haired songstress – well hormones at that age, my little Crustettes, can make one lunge for virtually anything!

Diana, shaken by the whole affair, was taken off stage (maybe she should have been dragged away by the bouncers – see how she liked it!) until the “furore had subsided” or until the cheers had ended, I’m unsure which.

There was, apparently, also the sound of heartless boos from members of the crowd, although I was unaware that a party of Crustettes had attended the event – Bless you, dears!

Much to the disappointment of the audience, five minutes later, she returned to the stage to continue murdering this much loved classic in her own windpipe-punctured style.

There was no mention as to whether Eeyore Squiggles was at the event.

Tuesday, 9 December 2008

Diana Vickers - Spoilt, Sore Loser? ...Discuss.

While I was scooping some cat poop out of the litter tray this evening, I noticed a print out from The Sun's website of an article about Diane Vickers-rhymes-with-knickers; no doubt Chu Me's idea of recycling.

Apparently the tatty-haired banshee threw a bit of a wobbler, after the show last week, at Cheryl Y'Nailed-it Cole.

Curiosity got the better of me and I scraped the litter from the rest of the story and read on. Apparently the national treasure - [does that mean we can bury her? ]- had selected the wrong songs for the pop tart to sing.

DVRWK had wanted to leave last week, as she felt she wasn't going to win - [you don't say!]-but X-Factor bosses stopped her. If only Crusty had been there, she would have pulled the executives to one side, lovingly reached out her arms to the spoilt little princess and mustered up some soothing and motivational words ...such as ..."Here's a tenner for the taxi, Chicken!"

Ms Vickers evidently knew she had reached her peak....squeak, more like!