Britney Spears, now in her 14th minute of fame, recently appeared on the cover of Teen People and the cover of Cosmopolitan in the same week that her first and last non-porno movie Crossroads (rated a whopping 10% on the freshness meter on RottenTomatoes.com) scored a disappointing $17 million in its first weekend. Her fans online, unable to console themselves by faking her music, faking her nudity, and faking her death, are busily selling off their soon-to-be-worthless paraphenalia, teaching themselves semiconductor physics, pondering her ever-changing figure, and eagerly awaiting her first and last Sex and the City episode, in which, sadly, she will not sing, appear nude, or die.
Britney is not known to have an opinion on cascading style sheets, but if she expresses one, I’ll be sure to let you know.
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