OK Britney...ENOUGH!

I am not now nor have I ever been a Titty, I mean Britney Spears fan. To me, if Madonna and Janet had a baby that was born retarded, addicted to crack and left in a trailer park sniffing heroin, it would be Titty, I mean Britney. She's built her career by biting off of those two far more talented women but, then again, who hasn't? She's a former Mousekateer, turned media whore who cheated on her former Mousekateer boyfriend with his best friend (allegedly) and then got pissed when he sang about it, but then again, who wouldn't? She hooked up with one (many) of her backup dancers, who quickly unrolled his anaconda (word has it, Federline is packing!!!) and plowed her mercilessly and was stupid enough to not only marry him, but squeeze out not one, but two permanent connections to this man, but then again, who doesn't? I say all that to say, Titty, everybody bites off of someone. Everybody makes mistakes when it comes to young love. Everybody has someone in their past who they enjoyed fucking but knows it was a mistake. A BIG MISTAKE even. But it's what you do after all of that which defines who you were, who you are and who you're going to be. If you are really concerned about your kids, keep your ass at home and raise them. Don't be at the clubs, hanging out with Paris, but without your draws. Don't keep hanging out with West Hollywood Crystal queens who want you doped up so you don't remember how much money you spent on them. Don't call the paps to tell them where you're going and then pretend to be annoyed when they show up. And please don't start fucking one of the paps, who is probably only with you for bragging rights and to be able to snap pix and video of you either nude or getting fucked by him. Otherwise, just let Shar and Kevin have the kids and be done with it. You are on the Anna Nicole Express to the cemetary. Whether Federline got you the ticket is up for debate. The fact that you are trying to redeem it is all on you.