Who forgets their pants? I mean, seriously... you're surrounded by bodyguards, camera men, "support" staff -- and nobody thought to say, "Hey, Brit! In your cocaine and tequila-fuel haze, you seem to have forgotten your pants!"
Sweetie, I think that is a shirt.
Ho bag.
Boots are sweet, though.
Read the full article, and see the naked truth from behind HERE. Check out the comatose kids toward the bottom of the page. Niiiiice.
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Ho bag. Ha ha ha ha ha...so true though!
See you tonight?
Can't! BooBerry is sick. She has a rotten summer headcold. I doped her up on Motrin and sent her to school today, though. It's probably worn off by now. Poor thing. Bad mommy.
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