If You Love Britney Spears...
...you'll probably hate my newest recap of the third horseman of the apocalypse that is Britney and Kevin: Chaotic here at Television Without Pity.
(For the Home Page blurb, I've taken to Yankovicing a song of hers each week, instead of trying to summarize the summary of the sheer pointlessness that is the show. And I just realized when these things drop off the home page, they're gone forever. Which makes me sad, because they take me, like, at LEAST ten minutes. And ten minutes of my time is extremely valuable. Here's the latest one, before it's gone forever:)
K-Fed, you and me / We're hitchin' / I swear to God, I'm not bitchin' / But you're not clean / I'm itchin' / There's no lotion / It can't wait / I need some balm / Baby, give me some / You're syphilitic / I'm catchin' it / Too sore / Cannot bone / Pull up your pants / And leave me alone / Hydrocortisone! / Oh, this case of the crabs / I can't abide / You're toxic I'm takin' Cipro / If I don't get some poison fungicide / I will die cuz of you / Don't you know that you're toxic? / Wow, this bleeding is new / Don't you know that you're toxic?