So I've been having these really strange dreams about Britney lately. No, you deranged psychopath, I only have those types of dreams about Scarlett and Angie. Anyway, everyone is picking on Britney about being fat and stupid and marrying a douchebag and I start to feel bad for her. And I actually become her friend because she's really sweet, even if she has the mentality of a 9 year old. Then I wake up in a confused state wondering if someone tried to implant a soul into my being while I was in the Land of Nod.
Then I find pictures like this. And I don't feel so bad. She made her bacon sandwich, now she can roll around in it...or whatever that saying is.
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