Ain't hit bottom yet, y'all.The commissioner didn't punish Britney by taking her kids away; he did her (and the boys) a favor. She's on a mission, and they'd just get in the way. As she lay in the tanning bed after dropping the kids off, she may have been heard singing:
No more diapers,
No more cryin',
Meet me at Hyde, bitches, I'm buyin.'
She's obviously in no shape to take care of her kids right now. Even Alli has bailed on her again. You know it's bad when Alli spends her own money. Britney's new best friend is a swarthy, very large man who may or may not be named Sam Lufti. I wonder if he has anything to do with that gypsy-looking woman Britney was seen with last week. Is that her handy dandy new roommate? (The pharmacist is in.) They both look very shady indeed. If that's the kind of people Britney rolls with, it's no place for two young boys. The little fellas looked so much happier the next day with the nanny.
Britney looked happier, too, as she went tanning, shopping and clubbing later that day. She couldn't even be bothered showing up for a three-hour hearing on Tuesday, where her lawyer gave the feeble argument that the ruling "wasn't fair". Her new buddy Sam says that Britney's failure to meet the Judge's conditions was simply due to scheduling conflicts - not exhaustion - and she's now "making steps to follow through with what they asked." The judge said, "Uh-huh. Yeah, right," and adjourned until October 26, when he expects everyone to be present. I say she'll rave until October 25, then check into rehab.
