So I hear some shit is going on in Los Angeles that has to do with Britney Spears. Is she drunk, again? Did she lose her kids, again? Is she pregnant, again? On drugs, again? Flashing her vag, again? Hanging out with Paris Hilton on a Hollywood party “Skanks For the Memories” tour, again? Shaving her head, again? Fighting/destroying cars/making out with the paparazzi, again? Engaged/married to some no-name, again? (Seriously, I could keep going…) Sure, it’s on the front page of just about every Internet site, but it has to stop somewhere.
I use to think that actual train wrecks were the best way to describe a train wreck, but Britney Spears is taking train wreck to a whole new level. But I don’t care. Why does anyone care? She’s an attention whore. She’s crazy/unstable/on drugs/irrational/etc. There is SO many other things going on to care about… Iowa caucus, NFL playoffs this weekend, doing your taxes, sticking to your New Year’s resolutions, reading TastyBooze… ANYTHING.
So I ask you, don’t feed into the hype. Don’t care. Don’t read the blogs about her (except of course, this one), don’t post about her, just let it be. Find something better to do with your life, you’ll be much better off, trust me. I think Britney Spears will be much better off too. Then she can get back to the Britney Spears that we use to know and love - the one that was hot and produced catchy pop music that made the ladies get nasty on the dance floor.
Write about anyone else… We haven’t heard from Anna Nicole Smith in a while, what’s she been up to?
Thank you.
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Right back at you Britney
Good point, now what’s going on with Kathy Ireland?
Please Brit, you’ll be here soon enough.
I was going to do a post about the irony of you writing a post about how you weren’t going to write a post about Britney, but I think it would be too ironic.
Well said good sir, well said.
Yeah, what Mr. Wonka said.
hello obviously thats all u do is keep up w britney cos anna nichole has been dead for sometime now. duh!
It’s Britney bitch! Please you know you love me…wait (is getting distracted by red balloon). Who are you? (takes off top) Time to breastfeed, where are my babies.
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