WTF?! Chester the Cheetah, is that you?! Noooooo. Brit Brit would never be that cruel. Chester is her first love! Did they have a fight? Did he do her wrong? No, that must be Chester’s arch rival, Chesley, on top of Brit’s head. You know, the pussy who almost got the Cheetos job. Chester brought his head on a silver-plated platter and crowned Brit the Cheeto Queen!
So, if you got a Cheeto for every time you heard “Brit Brit’s back,” you would be drowning in processed cheese sticks. That shit would be all up in your possum pie and glazed donut hole. Just like Brit Brit! Well, she was kind of back last night at the opening of her “I’m Takin’ Mah Meds” world tour in New Orleans. I scanned the reviews and most of them were the same. They said bitch looked like she didn’t want to be there, she walked more than danced and she kind of forgot to mouth some words in certain songs. Apparently, all that Cirque de Cheetos shit distracts from her raw talent. HA. Yes, nobody can lip-synch the jerky out of a song like she can!
Based on the pictures, it kind of looks like the matinee of a burlesque show at a downtown Reno, NV casino where you get a steak lunch with every ticket! Either that or it looks like Slutoween at a sorority house. I mean, she’s a slutty cop, a slutty ringmaster, a slutty mobster, a slutty Lady CaCa (that’s an oxymoron, I know) and so on….. There’s a lot of chitterling crotch in these pictures.
In case you want to see this shit up close and personal, tickets are still available. Can you believe that it’s like $250 if you to stand on the floor? And it’s $730 or some shit if you want to sit in a chair on the floor?! All that money goes to KFat’s buffet fund. Is this hillbilly crazy charging that much?! Oh, wait….