Pop star Kesha tweeted a photo of herself pissing on the side of the road in broad daylight like some kind of feral cat marking its territory yesterday. I bet somebody’s mom and dad are so proud! Us Magazine says:

The glitter-loving pop star, 25, stooped to a new low when she tweeted a photo of herself urinating in the street early Wednesday morning. “Pee pee on the street. PoPo come and get me if you can find me,” Ke$ha wrote. “I blame traffic.”

And as for what motivated this shameless display of micturition, Ke$ha recently told Glamour magazine,

“I know that I have balls. I have bigger balls than a lot of the men that I meet. I’m just a ballsy motherfucker. I’m not afraid of pushing boundaries. That’s what you have to do to become an icon.”

Funny, I don’t remember Farrah Fawcett or Tina Turner pulling down their pants in public and squatting over a sidewalk with a camera in hand, but then they’ll never be the timeless female icon that Ke$ha is. Wake up in the morning feeling like Pee Diddy indeed.

Check out that iconic physique:

Ke$ha celebrated being a scourge upon the earth alive for a quarter of a century by getting gold studs stuck in her scalp. See folks? This is what happens when white trash gets ahold of too much money. Says Digital Spy,

The ‘TiK ToK’ singer tweeted a picture of herself getting gold pyramid studs put in, along with a message to her followers.

“[It] is happening,” she wrote.

I wonder how much it cost for her head to look like a magnified version of a cheese grater. I would have done it for free with a Bedazzler, with a bonus infection thrown in, too.

With Ariana Grande and the Cryptkeeper:

I swear I’m not making this shit up. Ke$ha’s love of male facial hair has inspired her to create her own website Put Your Beard in My Mouth, which features pictures of her with — you guessed it — a bunch of beards in her mouth. I didn’t think it was physically possible for Ke$ha to be more repellant, but that was before I saw her with a wad of Fidel Castro’s billy goat gruff in her piehole. Damn that bitch is disgusting.

I’m pretty sure that what KeSha calls “fan mail,” you and I would call “cease and desist letters.” I didn’t think they could make an uglier version of Brooke Hogan, but by God, the bastards did it. Chances are good it’s probably sterile, though.

On her way to a Terry Richardson event:

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If someone holds Ke$ha’s forehead wile somebody else holds her chin, you can keep her head from spinning when she vomits pea soup. It helps if there’s a priest there yelling, “The power of Christ compels you!” while someone douses her with holy water.

Leaving the Box Club in London last night:

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Rapper Eminem and teenybopper puke Justin Bieber were the big winners at last night’s Billboard Music Awards, each taking homo home six different awards for their insufferable “contributions” to music. People Magazine says:

Taylor Swift was the first winner of the night at Sunday’s 2011 Billboard Music Awards, where she was named 200 Album Artist of the Year and Country Artist of the Year.

Justin Bieber was a triple winner, as Digital Artist of the Year, Top New Artist and Fan Favoritez, while Britney Spears [was awarded] Female Artist of the Year.

Taio Cruz’s “Dynamite” was named Top Hot 100 Song. Lady Antebellum took Country Song of the Year, [and] the Black Eyed Peas were the Top Duo/Group.

After reading the complete list of winners, I have never been so grateful to have been a teenager during the forefront of the grunge movement. The mid-nineties were a magical time, a time when musicians actually played instruments and sang without autotune and digital masking and rappers were still black and didn’t collaborate with the likes of Katy Perry and Big Time Rush. Look for it only in books, for it is no more than a dream remembered, a musical era gone with the wind.

Rihanna, Nicki Minaj and Taylor Swift after the jump:

Selena Gomez:

Fergie:

Kesha:

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Ke$ha appeared on Nickelodeon’s Victorious, for reasons I can’t surmise. I didn’t think they would stoop to “talentless transsexual performs on the eve of the Apocalypse while defiling the American flag” to up ratings on a kid’s show. I’d expect something like that from Disney.

With Victoria Justice and Elizabeth Gillies:

If there’s one thing I don’t want to see while I’m girding my loins in preparation for intercourse, it’s Ke$ha’s big ugly mug staring up at me. And you can tell by my use of the term “girding my loins” just how frequently I’m actually having any intercourse. TMZ says:

Ke$ha wants to make sure your junk is covered the next time you have sex … and now she’s putting her face on condom wrappers to prove she means business.

Ke$ha banged out a deal with LifeStyles Condoms which agreed to provide 10,000 customized rubbers for the singer to fire off into crowds at her upcoming shows, beginning on Monday.

Believing Ke$ha’s actually got 10,000 fans is the real mistake here. I guess being a walking advertisement for the morning-after pill just wasn’t cutting it for her anymore.

Ke$ha in the December 2010 issue of Photoshop Monthly Complex Magazine:

PHOTO CREDIT: Complex Magazine

You can click here to see Beardy up there chowing down on Ke$ha’s cooter, or you could just lay down on the sidewalk and have someone drop a phone book on your stomach from a couple stories up. The involuntary visceral reaction will be the same either way.

Ke$ha might wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy, but she looks more like a Weird Al Yankovic with no mustache. Freshman yearbook photo FAIL.

What do you get when you cross Cheri Oteri’s pill-popping Collette Reardon with Molly Shannon’s “I’m Fifty! Fifty Years Old!” Sally O’Malley? Well, whatever it is, somebody should shoot it and put it out of its misery. Some things just weren’t meant for mortal eyes.

Ke$ha and her camel toe at the MTV EMAs last night (plus Kelly Brook to cleanse the palate):

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I’m not going to come right out and say that Ke$ha has a penis, but you could totally camp out under that tent she’s pitching there. And it would sure explain what’s wrong with her face. I always thought she was the victim of some evil Hasbro experiment that fused Mr. Potato Head parts on a human, but her being a man makes a lot more sense when you think about it. Besides, if anyone’s gonna do evil experiments on humans with children’s toys, it’s Playskool. Everybody knows that.

Shooting “We R Who We R” in L.A. yesterday:

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