An Open Letter To Whoever’s In Charge of Britney Spears’ Medication
Dear Sir/Madam/Rube Goldberg Device,
Whatever amount of Britney Spears’ medicine you recently started dispensing, not dispensing, making look like Skittles; keep doing it. For the first time in a long time, I’m actually looking at an attractive woman who I’m willing to believe knows what day of the week it is. Even if she pronounces it “Bursday.”
- The Superficial
UPDATE: I’m being told this is entirely the difference a decent bra can make. Right, sure it is. *realizes I’m naked holding a copy of Baby, One More Time* These things will enslave us all. To the caves!