“Wow. Snooki is on the cover of Rolling Stone magazine. Really? I quit. (Just kidding, but almost serious....)."
Who can blame the guy? That sh-t does make you want to give up. It’s like dedicating your life to studying biology, making some huge strides in genetic engineering, and then seeing Scooby-Doo on the cover of Scientific American.
Snooki told US Magazine,”I was just really upset. I’m a big fan of Ne-Yo. Every song was on my iPod and I deleted them yesterday just because of his comments…I understand you are a little mad cause your career is not up right now, and I'm on the cover but…I'm a nice person and I deserve it, so get over it."
I’ve got no problem with Snooki being on a magazine cover. But it needs to be something fitting, like a tanning magazine or a magazine about falling on your ass constantly. Something appropriate.