Saturday, February 23, 2008

Britney gets to see her kids!


The endless lawyers have finally hammered out a deal allowing Britney to see her children. I'm glad, this went on so long I was starting to feel bad, and you all know I mostly don't give a poot in a windstorm what these rich fucks go through. But, man, two months without your babies would be heartbreaking. So, she gets to see them, but, she has to be supervised by her dad and her psychiatrist, both, and it has to be in a "therapeutic" environment. WTF is a therapeutic environment? I'm thinking spa, but, to Poontang that probably means gas stations, Taco Bell or topless nightclub. Can't you hear it now? "Sean P, y'all gonna keel yersef on that stripper pole!Tater Tot get mamma another Jack N Coke, easy on the Coke. Good boy. Daddy, why aint Adnan here? Bloody 'ell."

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Lovin that post! Too funny. That was worth the freeze my rss feeder caused.

Anonymous said...

bloody awful lippy but at least shes not so drugged up at mo that she can put it on within her lip line

Major Majormajor said...

Oh bloody gawd!