Miley Cyrus Throws Fit In NYC Over Not Being Recognized, B!tchy Tween Attacks!
There are a few things we'd like to tell Miley Cyrus if we ever are to meet. 1) Please seek a speech therapist. 2) Please refrain from showcasing your horse like gums and teeth. 3) Just keep your mouth closed permanently. Unfortunately the folks over at Pop Burger on East 58th Steet in NYC got quite a show when Cyrus and a pal walked in to the burger joint and weren't recognized.
According to The New York Post:
When Cyrus and a friend came into the Pop Burger on East 58th Street and ordered, the counter manager asked for her name to mark the order. She snapped back, "Are you serious? You don't recognize me? I'm Miley Cyrus." The counterman still had no clue who she was, ran her credit card with her name on it and shrugged, "That's nice for you. Here is your order. Have a good day." (source)
Because that's how we regular folk in New York get down Miley. Sorry, your southern a$$ and Billy Ray Cyrus as your incest lovin' pepaw just doesn't do it for us up here. Had I been that counter manager, I would have taken that burger and solved the problems I stated above. Shoved that crap so far down her throat it'd be permanently stuck. It's a party in Miley's throat! Enjoy these photos of the tween slut herself on set of Sex and the City 2. Because it's a really good move on her part to be in a R-rated flick. Go Miley!