BieberFever

As I stood in line at the Justin Bieber concert, I rubbed my eyes in disbelief, no, this was not Justin Bieber standing in front of me, this was Trevor "4.5 VORP" Plouffe, his brown eyes met mine and I knew at once we'd be bieber buddies for life. A lot has been written and spoken about Bieber's "heaven" and his 30 seconds in a cramped bathroom where "anything goes", but in this authors opinion, heaven doesn't not involve a cramped bathroom with Justin Bieber, but rather Heaven is grabbing an ice cold coca cola and signing along to "Baby" with your new Bieber buddie Trevor Plouffe. Fortunately for me though, heaven was longer then the 30 seconds advertised, after the concert Trevor asked me "yo, bro, what do you want to do now?" My heart leaped into my throat as I thought of all that we could do as it was only 9pm, so I said "how about we play some putt putt golf Trevor?" The putt putt golf was exhilarating, my score card looked like the following: Birdie, Par, Par, Eagle, Par, Double Bogey, Par, Par, Birdie, Par, Birdie, Birde, ACE!, Birdie, Par and Trevors read like this: Par, Par, Eagle, Eagle, Ace, Bogey, Bogey, Par, Ace, Bogey, Par, Birdie, Birdie, Par, Par. Yes, I had beaten my new found friend, one could actually say I out Biebered, the Bieber master!