Memories, Of The Way We Were
COME BACK TO US, BRIT, COME BACK TO US
FITSNews – February 18, 2007 – “Memories, icy chocolate-coated memories … of the way we were.”
That’s how the song goes, right?
Well, that’s the song that’s playing in our heads right now as we watch the extra chocolate drizzle swirling on top of our venti mocha fraps – while watching Britney Spears’ life swirling down the celebrity toilet.
Seriously, we need to get past the rhetorical, Captain Obvious headlines – “IS BRITNEY’S HEAD SHAVING A CRY FOR HELP?” (uh, yes) – and figure out what’s happening to our little “Oops I Did It Again” girl.
And we need to do it, like, now. Before she turns into this decade’s version of Whacko Jacko.
Which reminds us, didn’t all this downward spiral stuff start right around the time Britney started hanging with Paris Hilton – the same Paris Hilton who a few weeks earlier started hanging with Jacko himself?
It’s all coming together, people.
You can only pull the wool over our eyes for so long before our cat like reflexes and Murder She Wrote detective skills kick in.
Comments
By *jcg on February 18th, 2007 at 7:35 pm
your girl is lovely, hubble.
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