Thursday, November 09, 2006

So Long Spederline!


Okay, okay, I know I'm late on the comment here, but I've been out of town (which I will be a lot this month so just calm down!)

So Brit's accountant finally talked some since into her I guess. You know I really couldn't give two shits if they stay together or break up or fly to the moon and back, they simply do not occupy that much of my cognitive time. However, I do enjoy watching bad things happen to bad people and celebrities going all white trash, so I am sad to think my fodder might be thinning.

But from the looks of the latest pictures, it looks like ol' Brit is thinning as well. Now that really bursts my bubble cause you know I was convinced her snake charming days were over. Now it looks like she might be writhing around on the stage in no time, which, while totally inappropriate for a mother of two, is quite a feat for someone who has spent the past 3 years with her bare feet propped up on the dashboard of her SUV. I have heard rustlings that while she was delivering this latest little bundle that she may have had a little nip and tuck on the sly. To be sure a woman living on 800 calorie Starbucks drinks and fried chicken does not emerge from the delivery room a size 4. And please don't give me any diet-and-exercise crap cause you know as well as I do it takes more than 2 weeks to sculpt a flat tummy outta an inflated one (hell, I've been working for 2 years and have barely a glimmer of abdominal muscle, if I suck in and turn sideways!)

So everyone's calling a comeback and I hate to be the one to ask, but in all this preparation for her re-birth into pop-stardom, do you think she's learned to sing? I'm serious. I mean, if you're gonna be a "singer" shouldn't you be able to produce a single melodic sound without the aid of a synthesizer? Fortunately, her fans are just about as dumb as she is and probably don't even notice that her microphone is merely an accessory.

Oh well, one more talentless idiot making a fortune while I waste away behind a desk, c'est la vie. At least I'll have the divorce proceedings to keep me warm at night. Here's hoping it's a long and ugly battle;-)