Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Dear Britney, you look like crap. Love, The Rest of the World

Fugging It Up...(who in my opinion, deserve a book deal way more than Anonymous Lawyer) have put up today perhaps their best post ever... The Letter of Fug, to none other than Mrs. I'm A Drunk, Chain Smoking, Bad Skin, Washed-Up, No-Talent Whore Federline. Here's a small excerpt (you really do need to read the whole thing to get the full effect though, so don't be lazy):

Y'all keep talking about how I look crummy when I leave the house but that is totally unfair y'all. Y'all, I am in love. I am married now! I am a married lady! This is how I look, for reals, y'all. I don't have to brush my hair for Kevin. I don't even have to take a shower for Kevin! He told me that I have to do is keep signing the checks...of LOVE.

Eternal thanks to Scott at L^3 for bringing this to my attention. Especially in Family Law where, even though he told me it was funny and I shouldn't look in class, I still did and laughed out loud. But not as hard as I did when my professor spontaneously (well, it KIND of went with the case) announced:

"Getting hit with a belt is TOTALLY different than getting hit with a whip."

Hey, quit preaching to the choir buddy!

Find More on Britney "Slutbag" Spears-Federline Watch 2004 here, and here, and here, and here, and even way back here.
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