We try to be semi-discerning about what we post here, and shy away from stories that are too obviously fabricated and/or came from Starpulse. But seeing how Britney Spears has proven to be about as fertile as any member of the rodent or rabbit family, there might be a smidgen of possible truth to this story that Britney Spears is fraught with fetus yet again. A mysterious source says:
“She’s been secretly filling her pals in on the good news since last week. Britney is in shock herself, this definitely wasn’t planned. She’s thrilled just the same.”
You know who else is thrilled? DCFS, because man, those people just don’t have quite enough work to do. Oh, and speaking of squalling Federbabies and fat bellies, sit back, pop open that box of Jujyfruits and enjoy this harrowing short film (by our friends at Splash) in which Britney berates a paparazzo, saying,
ìHey, baby, when are you going to go on a diet? Have you ever tried Weight Watchers, you fat fuck!? Why donít you run?! You need to fucking jog, you pussy. Yeah, run ó run, bitch!ì
The deafening sound of Brit’s children screaming in the background really adds to this chilling tableau. You half expect Brit to emerge slowly from the car, a wad of Kodiak wedged in her cheek, to order the photog to “squeal like a pig”.
Britney shows it off at MrSkin.com.
