Dearest Britney,

You're up and down more than... than... I don't know. More than one of those free fall rides at an amusement park. We worry. We've seen what a condition such as yours can do. You used to sing "You drive me crazy," but now you're crazy without anyone having driven you there. While you make for great TV, even on CNN, we're getting a little sick and tired of you being sick. And tired. Or something. Please, just do us all a favor and stay home. And don't have sex with ANYONE!

Love you, mean it!
The HollyWagers Girls

Um, here's what Bodog has for the odds on you having Adnan Ghalib's baby. Yes is at +190, and No is at -290 The No has the number, but that doesn't mean that Britney won't keep heading down this horrible hill of just... horribleness. It's not even that fascinating anymore, and yet I can't stop watching it.

Labels: Adnan Ghalib, babies, Bodog, Britney Spears, trainwrecks

posted by Kari at 1:00 PM