Clay Aiken Is Sore, In More Ways Than One

So “Newsweek” interviewed Clay Aiken about his new gig, starring on Broadway in “Monty Python’s Spamalot”. Clay was jovial enough at first, complaining about how sore he was from traipsing up and down the stage. He even said he was so sore he couldn’t get off the toilet. Thanks for the gross. But then when the interviewer started asking some interesting questions, Ms. Aiken got her panties in a twist. Remember when this guy was just a badly coiffed schoolteacher holding Ruben Stoddard’s hand and excited for life? Ever since he discovered America’s obsession with knowing people’s sexual preference firsthand, he has had sand in his vagina. He gets asked about his airline mishap and things go south. Check it:

How did you get into a fight with that lady on a plane?
I’m not going to talk about it.

I was just curious because you’ve never talked about it.
I did talk about it.

What about the Kelly Ripa thing?
I’m not going to discuss it.

Did you think it was homophobic?
I’m not going to discuss it.

What do you want to talk about?
I think we’re done.

Can we talk about something fun?
No, we’re done. I thought NEWSWEEK would be more reputable. I’m surprised.

But I think people are curious about it.
It was a year ago. This is NEWSWEEK. It’s not the National Enquirer. I’d hate to have a job where I had to be rude to people.

We’re just having a conversation.
Change the subject! I’d never take a job where I had to do something that I didn’t want to do.

What about all those Ford commercials on “American Idol”?
That wasn’t a job.

It was part of your job.
It wasn’t a Ford commercial. It was a music video. It was a completely different thing.

I’ll change the subject. What do you do for fun?
I watch the news. I read news magazines, but I’m reconsidering that now.

God forbid the guy actually discuss something than other how tiresome your gig on Broadway is. Congrats to Clay though, because he made that interview a lot more interesting than if he had just shined the guy on. Someone thinks he’s Ms. Elton John all of a sudden.

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