Got a dog yesterday named Biscuit. It's technically Cavitt's puppy that we picked up from the pound but he and Lucy have tag teamed this poor rescued mutt with so much love, hugs and constant attention that Biscuit probably wishes he wasn't such a lucky dog. The shelter probably sounds like a spa to little Biscuit about now.
Somebody stop Britney Spears from total ruination!!!! Somebody stop me from caring!!! Poor kids. I've been in desperate straits before but I didn't freak the freak out like Miss Spears is intent on doing in front of the whole damn world. Why in the world did she have babies just one year of each other and marry such a weasle-looking loser? Why won't she just get some help?She needs some one on one with Dr. Phil and Oprah - maybe they could straighten her out.
Watching her meltdown is like watching O.J. drive slowly down the highway with about 10 police cars behind him. I just can't look away even though I know I should just to preserve my own dignity.
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Are you ever going to update this??
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