I Hope Those Wash Off
Did Poochie give Brit Brit a few neck hickeys when they got a little too hot and heavy the other night? Did her Cheetolings attack her with Lisa Frank stamps when she was passed out from a Fritos nachos coma on a fold-up lawn chaise on the driveway? Did she recently spend time in a prison for fairies where they marked her with DIY tattoos made with scented Crayons, a bee's ass and Disney Princess stencils?
Or maybe this is Brit Brit's way of distracting all of us from the fact that she's wearing a BRA in broad daylight! There's no shame for Brit Brit's nips (they taste like processed cheese too) like getting covered up in public. Don't worry, Brit Brit's nips, her belly button is poking out since you can't!