After three weeks of avoiding being served a restraining order against him, Sam Lutfi was served outside his apartment this morning. This officially means he can’t call, see, e-mail, send a carrier pigeon, send smoke signals out of his ass to Britney Spears at all. He can’t communicate with her and has to stay away from her house and her family’s house.
TMZ reports that Sam was supposed to be served by yesterday in order for it to be valid. That means they might have to serve him again with new paperwork.
After all that and they caught him outside of his own damn apartment? Boring. He probably knew it wasn’t valid anymore, so he said “what the hell?” He needs toilet reading.
It must be fun to serve someone. Is it like in the movies where they pretend to be your friend and say shit like “Hey, what’s the time?” and then when you glance at your watch, they throw the papers at you and say, “You’ve been served!” Yeah, probably not.
Sam’s chin dirt star is growing on me.