Niall Horan, a member of the boy band who are largely responsible for sucking up all of the planet’s resources by blowing their hair out in one direction every hour on the hour, sashayed through Dublin Airport earlier this week and greeted his fans the same way I always love to be greeted when I’m sitting with a group. Niall waved and then dropped a wet c-bomb on all of them by saying, “Remember the last time I walked out here… you shower of cunts.” I know, Niall shouldn’t be yodeling out sugar sweet lyrics to the masses. Niall should be writing poetry.
But some bitches threw hate at Niall for calling his fans “cunts” and unfortunately he didn’t keep with the “genitals in mass quantities” theme by telling them to eat a bowl of dicks. Niall pulled out the sowwy card on Twitter (via Idolator):
really sorry if I caused any offence. It was just banter with fans who I think of more as mates
but I understand that it’s not a word I should be using at all
I usually CAN’T with anything One Direction does, because even though I have a kitten t-shirt in my drawer, I am not a 12-year-old girl, but this is hilarious. I mean, a barely legal boy greeting people by calling them Sandusky’s worst nightmare? But really, what do you expect from a dude who has the last name Horan? I know, I’m jealous of Niall, because I wish my last name was a verb that perfectly describes how I like to spend every second of the day.