This week’s Words I Never Thought I Would Type concern one Mr. Justin Bieber, a never-aging Canadian MoppetBot sent to destroy us all. Or so I thought. (The never-aging part, I mean. I’m still convinced he is focused on our destruction.) ANYWAY. As a Certified Entertainment Journalist, it is my job to report on the Beiber, at least until his fierce-but-fickle teenage fans — notable for a devotion historically as rabid as their attention spans are short — move on to the next wispy pop plague rat. But until then, I’ve got a job to do.

And that job involves typing. So, because it’s Christmas — and at Christmas you tell the truth — I’ll tell you that the latest Words I Never Thought I Would Type are…

“While his star continues to rise, there are concerns over how exactly teen sensation Justin Bieber’s voice is dropping.”

Shoot me now. And keep shooting me until the crying stops. Which could take a while.

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