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Um. What?
And people made fun of Kathy Griffin for auctioning a weekend at her house. Please. I would totally sleep on her couch in the Hills and we'd do each other's hair and probably get a pizza from Domino's and maybe the new Brownie Bites and then laugh about Clay Gaykin and then maybe cry about her divorce.
But Britney's egg salad sandwich? KFed's corndog? I admit that I spent 65 of my hard-earned dollars on her perfume and I admit that I defend her mothering skills with a rabid passion, and I admit that I, too, walk barefoot at gas stations...but this has crossed the (very thin) line of Spederline sanity I adhere by.
I literally have no words. I'm completely dumbfounded.
ReplyDeleteargh - blogspot keeps eating my comments and not letting me id myself! Anyhoo, the 'anonymous' is me!
ReplyDeleteUtterly speechless (and really grossed out!)