I don’t often read USA Today because there is the air of fast food about it. But it was the only paper available for reading when Dirtman and I went to lunch yesterday.
Here is the reason why: Aside from a story about the sudden revelation that it’s a good idea to teach high school students to balance their checkbook (this is an innovation?), the big news in entertainment was that Britany Spears “fell asleep” at her New Years Eve party and had to be assisted to her car (yeah, we all require help walking when we get “tired”…).
Who do I see about getting this woman out of my face? Who is convincing the media we need to know about this talentless dingbat and her talentless dingbat friends? Shouldn’t the talentless dingbats be relegated to the E! and Style channels where the dingbats roam free and are hired as hosts on shows that are only broadcast in my house when Dirtman is scanning the channels between football plays and Gerald Ford funeral ceremonies?
I was just wondering.
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Amen. And if I may be permitted a mini-rant:
Why on earth are people asking me if I SAW THE PHOTOS OF HER NAKED COOCHIE??? Why would I have sought out such a thing?
I did see the pictures of her naked thing. Why,why,why...
I'm not a prude by any stretch of the imagination but I neither need to share my crotch with the world nor see anyone else's. At all. Ever.
And these images will be out there forever. FOREVER.
The thing is: flashing her baby factory is all she's done in a few years and her talent when she did do anything was questionable. Why is she still being reported on? There are millions of women willing to flash their stuff for photographers.
And this "...the air of fast food about it..." is the perfect description of USA Today.
I had no idea that you were stalked by Britany Spears! Thats like a new horror movie... *YUK*
Luckily I've avoided all the celeb gossip over here. *feeling dandy*
That newspaper is at least fat free and 0 calories. Take it to any McDonalds to balance out the fat and calory consumption. LOL.
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