First of all, Brit Brit totally busted a fart in the picture above. Fortunately for everyone around, her farts smell like Frapps.
Brit Brit continued her “I’m Fine, I Swear” tour by visiting P.S. 142 in the Bronx, NY this morning. Brit signed autographed for the children and posed for pictures with them. Yes, I said “children.” Don’t worry, I’m sure there was a lot of security around. I’m sure the kiddies were happy to see her ass, but they were probably disappointed when they found out she didn’t come bearing Cheetos.
This is one of the first times I find myself not being able to find one thing wrong with the way she looks. Wait. I lied. Her bags look like they could store a couple of Cheeto factories, but other than that, she looks surprisingly good. Gulp. That’s no fucking fun. Moving on….
In other Cheetos news, Adnan Ghalib tells Star Magazine that there is no sex tape. He also said that Heat Magazine made up the quotes and that he never filmed himself doing gross things with Our Lady of Cheetos. He said: “I don’t know where these quotes I’m supposed to have said have come from. What I do know is they certainly didn’t come from me and they are completely false. I’m extremely upset and distressed and I’m taking legal action… This story has caused a lot of hurt to my family and people close to me.”
Translation: Daddy Spears cut him a check.