Knickers first, then clothes…


Dear Lindsay and Britney,
Please, please, please wear the days-of-the-week underwear I sent you for Christmas. Everyday. All day. Britney, you have children now. Do you really want them to be haunted for the rest of their lives with images of your forgetfulness? (Good grief, love, we can see your gash caesaer/tummytuck scar! And it hasn’t completely healed.) Good to see that Britney’s new Bestie and paragon of virtue Paris Hilton is reminding her to keep her legs together. And hey, Britney, WHAT ABOUT THE BABIES? YOU DIDN’T EVEN SEE THEM OVER THE THANKSGIVING WEEKEND! That is, like, the biggest family holiday of them allin the US. And Lindsay, enough already. It is old news. Put it away, because we have seen it all before. NOBODY WANTS TO SEE YOUR BITS!!!
Love, Busy Bee
P.S. Paris, Lindsay, Brits, what is going on? One minute you are all fighting, next minute you are out partying all night long! How am I supposed to keep up with it all?


