Ke$ha is in the recording studio.
"Human Rubik's Cube, get in here!" Dr Luke shouts from his office. He sounds angry. Her heart skips a beat as she reluctantly walks over.
She opens his office door. And never has a chance to duck. A moonman is flying at her. Before she can register that he has HURLED a VMA at her, the moonman strikes her temple. Blood trickles into her eye.
"One week! One ****ing week!" Dr Luke spins his laptop around to show her the world chart. Warrior has fallen off after just one week.
He gets in her face and screams, "Why can't you sell like Katy? Even braindead Britney sells better," tearing the hoop earring out of her lobe.
"I...I'll..I'll do better next time" she stammers, still dazed.
In response, a large slimy loogie lands in her face. "Get out of here, Geometry!"
