Showing posts with label Britney Spears. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Britney Spears. Show all posts

Tuesday, 2 October 2007

Shooting fish

So Britney has lost custody of the kids. To K.Fed. Disturbing. Too easy to make jokes. So I will just fervently hope he does not start them on music careers as a way of bonding.



Apropos of misguided career choices, Michael Murphy's dad should have taken him on more accountant work experience days. We don't want him squandering any more celluloid & if he had a viable career option other than entertainment, he might stop.

Tuesday, 18 September 2007

Going through the motions


Its nice to see Britney Spears [Shitney Smears] is back on the conversation agenda; so all those people getting married out there, make sure her name is at the top of the topics list on the reverse of the table name cards. I have not seen her new video, but it was described to me in lurid detail with particular reference to her trashy bikini outfit, and dancing. I believe the phrase "Lazily gyrating" was used, which I think is just brilliant. I immediately thought of her half heartedly swingig on a pole in front of a bored audience, while carrying out a conversation on post dance activities with a friend, off stage. "Yeah, I'll just finish up here and we can pick up 3 crates of bacardi breezers and maybe some archer's aqua schnapps. I really like the citris one, it makes my spew really invigorating and Sean Preston thinks it tickles.
I perused some sites with opinion on Britney's new look, but was sidetracked by the names of people posting. I wish I'd thought of calling myself Piglet Baldwin, though I would never make the typo or the statement "Koncking me out with those American thighs".
I suppose if I thought I looked good I'd dress as trashily as Britney, but thats another post entirely.
So Britney's dance was lacklustre, without the joie de vivre evident in say, Madonna humping her boom box. Cursory, bored, out of it?
I too was going through the motions today, but I was not lazily gyrating. You better believe that if I were gyrating it would be with frenetic enthusiasm. No, I had a job interview. I had a job interview, being interviewed by people who have interviewed me about five times before, and never given me a job. I get to wondering what the point is, and what is wrong with me but I will withhold the sustained bitch session until I know I definitely did not get the job.