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You know, it's hardly worth writing about that Britney (above, in her better days) was taken to the Looney Bin last night to be observed for a handful of days.We've had a good relationship. I've loved your crazy outfits. I loved it when you went bald. I loved it when you stripped down to your underwear in the middle of the day and jumped in the ocean. Those were moments we'll treasure as we watch your kids grow older.
But home girl, these middle of the night ambulance rides have got to stop. My obsession has its limits.
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But are you going to post the autopsy pics when she sucks a shotgun?
I thought that I wanted some Brit-Brit, especially after all that fire talk. But she just doesnt do it any more. She's gone too far and nothing shocks me any more. I'm disappointed.
Barry, why won't you even mention the wardrobe malfunction video? you could put it on you obsessed page - i guess i'll leave you alone about it. I know you watched it!!!!
sucks on a shotgun. wow, never heard that one before. i do like the change
Nothing sadder than losing an obsession. Looks like your new obsession with fire pics is doing OK.
JUST NOW wearing you out?
Yeah 12:29 SOME of us aren't just fair weather obsessors!
I was slightly off with my 2007 prediction that Brit would be dead. It will surely be this year.
May be that those obsessed with her should go with her to the looney bin.
Lots of interesting stories in there.
She doesn't look real in that picture. I like how she looked later better. When we'd see her waddlin around with a baby on her hip, a cigarrete dangling off of her lip she reminded me of a hot chick from the WC except a lot richer.
Seeing the picture of Brit with a cigarette in her hand near that babies face gave me a wierd Decatur flashback. We were in the grocery store while my mom was distracted gossiping with some other lady I was swiping the loose grapes from the produce section. When I came back over and got in between them the lady dropped her hand down to FLICK THE ASHES FROM HER CIGARETTE and burned my face right under my eye I yelped and jumped back, my mothers CIGARETTE then contacted the back of my neck causing me jump away and start bawling,mom got on to me for being in the way. I'm 'only' in my mid forties can you imagine something happening like this today?
Barry, now that she has hit rock bottom and she can't get any lower, you might actually have a chance at her!?!?
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