Ever since Justin Bieber dropped his new album, we’ve been obsessed.
Now, though, he’s seemingly back to his bad boy ways and is in the press for pulling his pants down at the Mayan archeological site in Tulum.
This exposure comes after his nude picture leak, meaning that’s two times Biebs got caught with his pants down. The director of the National Institute of Anthropology and History (INAH), Adriana Velazquez-Morlet, told Entertainment Tonight, “I can confirm to you that Mr. Bieber was kicked out of the Tulum archaeological site yesterday… He and his mates pulled his pants down and insulted our staff at the site.”
Bieber has not mentioned the incident or publicly apologized.
Instead, he’s been posting pictures of his tripwith make out boo, Hailey Baldwin. This trip has put previous rumors to rest of a possible Selena Gomez rekindling or a relationship with an “older woman”, Kourtney Kardashian. As a fan, I hope Bieber gets his act together and keeps his pants on.
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