And here we are at the end of the night. All she wants to do is find a bowl of Cheetos and a couch not too covered in clothes to crash on.
I sort of feel like she's crushed our hopes twice now. The first time was when she married K'Fed and now that's she's come to her "senses" and left his sorry ass, I was really hoping that she'd clean up her act and give us the Britney we once knew and loved - classy with a hint of trash. It's not happening, though. Now it's just all trash, all the time.