Kelly Clarkson and
Katy Perry, after a quarrel about performances onstage, have become bitter rivals.
Kelly, while on tour, started to sing with regularity one of Katy's songs, and getting increasing enthusiastic reception from her fans for it.
One night, after singing Wide Awake, the song which became the subject of contention between the two women, she even got carried away so far as to remark during some deafening applause from the concert goers, 'Just like Katy Perry...only better, ain't it?'
Her faux pas exclamation was recorded, tweeted, and posted on Facebook minutes later, with comments mocking Katy springing up and soon becoming more frequent - words like 'poor Katy getting outdone by Kelly with her own songs' and 'that proves it - bitch Katy can't sing shit, Kelly shows her how to do it, haha' being no rare ridicule directed at the Californian Gurl.
Katy, feeling humiliated by and furiously angry at Kelly, confronted her rival at the next convenient occasion.
Glaring at her with hostility, she challenged her without any preliminaries, 'Bitch, who the fuck do you think you are?! You think you can perform my own songs better than me? And let your little fan community believe that? You attention seeking whore, you owe me an apology, big style!!'
Kelly looked at Katy as if daydreaming for a moment, then burst out laughing, 'OMG, Katy pussycat! That hit a nerve, didn't it? Woah, look, there's steam coming out of your ears, haha! - Yeah, well, if you wanna know, yes, I do think I can sing any song of yours better than yourself. It's no secret that nobody knows how with your pathetic squeaks you got your career sky high. But, I guess, producers have comfortable beds which you tested on many occasions!'
'You...you...nasty piece of shit!' Katy's eyes narrowed while she kept staring at Kelly. 'And you think you've got a heaven sent set of pipes, of course, do you? Well, let me reveal a fact to you which in your self absorption seems to have completely alluded your attention: You're calling my singing some pathetic squeaking, then remember in the future that you ever so often sound like a breathless amateur onstage, you fat cow!'
Kelly felt the verbal sting of Katy's referring to her weight, and, boiling over with rage, she hissed at her through clenched teeth, 'You ugly little c_nt, see if your skinny bagful of bones can take this from a real woman -' And with that, she raised her arm and slapped Katy across the face with the back of her hand, forceful enough to make her enemy reel backwards and nearly lose her balance.
However, staying on her feet after a brief moment of struggling to do so, Katy lunged at Kelly, grabbed her hair with both hands and spat in her face while starting to violently tug at it. Kelly in return got hold of Katy's hair, too, and with both their hands the two rivals were ripping fistfuls of hair from each other's scalps, under screams of anger and pain from each woman.
Soon, out of breath, but with a mutual burning desire to destroy each other, they wrapped their arms around each other's necks, each attempting to wedge her enemy into a headlock, with a view of continuing the tearing out of her opponent's hair in an even more damaging way.
During that struggle, Katy and Kelly at one point began to loosen their grip to viscously deliver a staccato succession of slaps to each other's faces with both hands when Katy cried out, 'Stop!!!!' - and retreated several steps from Kelly, panting, her cheeks flushed crimson, and with tears streaming from her eyes from the assault on her hair being torn from her head. 'Stop! I'm not going to brawl with you down at your street whore level, you despicable ugly bitch!'
'Afraid now, huh? In a bit of a panic, huh?' Kelly immediately reacted with a gleam of victory and self satisfaction in her eyes, although looking as dishevelled and out of breath as her opponent.
'Afraid of you, stupid c_nt? Oooh, don't worry, it takes a better woman than you to scare me!' Katy mirthlessly laughed. 'I'll fight you! Oh yes, bitch, I'll fucking fight you alright! But - in front of your adoring fans, in arena, in a ring, so they can watch me tearing out your ovaries and stuffing them down your throat, you whore!'
Kelly stared at Katy in disbelief. 'Are...you...serious? You skinny bitch want to make yourself a laughingstock having an audience of like, twenty thousand, to watch me taking you apart and making you beg on your knees to have mercy on you? - Well, alright! If that's what you want, you can have it! But before that, little chipmunk scream girl, let's see who of us two is a real singer, and who ought to pack up and leave the stage when it comes to it! Before we step in the ring where I'll take you by your ankles and tear you through right through the middle I'll show my and your fans how I sing Wide Awake, as opposed to your pathetic attempts to hit three successive ones of its notes!'
Katy, still panting and having beads of sweat glistening on her face, just like Kelly, stepped up close to her and, drilling her glare of hatred and contempt into Kelly's not less hostile gaze, hissed at her opponent, 'It's on, you fat bitch, me and you, two fucking mics, onstage, where I'll sing the shit out of you until your own stupid fans boo you off the fucking stage. And don't even try to imagine what I'll do with you after that, in the ring! Oh, you poor fat girl, what have you let yourself into!'
Kelly Clarkson: 34 years, 5'3.5", 79 kg
Katy Perry: 31 years, 5'7", 59 kg
Kelly singing Katy's hit Wide Awake to prove to the audience she's better than Katy even when she sings her rival's songs:
https://youtu.be/KGg-2ptozAgKaty performing Wide Awake to make the audience vote for her and humiliate Kelly into admitting that Katy is the better singer:
https://youtu.be/6FFCk0-cTQ0
