Christina sexy chola danced across the stage while Gaga convulsed like an electrocuted cockroach.
It was as if Dracula broke into Liberace’s closet, put on a wig and seduced Bride of Frankenstein.
Towards the end, Dracula (Gaga) and BOF (Christina) hold hands and prance towards a chaise lounge where they share an intimate date involving rose petals, champagne and
the half-assed version of motorboating a chest-to-face hug. Continue reading “Lady Gaga and Christina Aguilera Finally Met”