Tuesday, September 25th 2007
There's Nothing More To Say
I just don't even know what to say about this mess of messes anymore. I wish someone would tell her that a calico cat died on top of her head, but I'm sure she doesn't care. I also wish someone told her that she got punk'd when that sales lady sold her a dress by Charmin. Britney, Charmin doesn't make clothes. It's sad.
On the positive, she's wearing shoes to use the bathroom in Subway's Sandwiches yesterday. At least, she's doing that. Does she have any gays in her life? Britney needs a gay BAD. A gay and a shrink. Ugh.


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