Like, I didn't even bother watching. I mean, Russell Brand? Hosting the 25th Anniversary? Seriously? I would've had Pee Wee Herman come out first, not Britney. Then I would've had Arsenio Hall host, because he really was the best one of them all. Then I would've busted out a little Madonna, a little REM, a little Pearl Jam, some LL Cool J, hell, even some Paula Abdul... all the people who have had memorable performances at the VMAs over the years. And it was just a trainwreck all over. The only person who seemed to give a crap was Xtina, and you know she took the whole show with her re-work of "Genie In A Bottle" and her medley. So what if she lipsynced it, we all know if her voice was on she would've knocked it out of the park.
The rest of it? Boo on you MTV. I didn't even bother.
This is funny. Ex-Color Me Badd singer Bryan Abrams was arrested for public drunkenness and domestic abuse on Friday, but the best part of the whole thing is this little bit right here:
Abrams, 38, apparently punched a woman in the nose and verbally threatened the woman by saying "I’m a kill you! You and me! You and me!" according to a police report.
Apparently he hasn't learned about rehab yet. But he's starting to get really good at becoming a reality show whore by pulling this kind of crap.
But, to relive our adolescence, here's our favorite New Jack Swing group doing "All 4 Love":
Right, so we love to watch the trainwreck just keep on chugging along, but now it's getting to the point where I'm starting to feel guilty about certain feelings of get over it already. And by "getting over it" I mean whatever you want it to mean. Even the I'm-going-to-Hades-for-suggesting-it kind.
First, she's diagnosed with early-stage emphysema, then her husband is sentenced to 17 months in prison, and now she's taken to the hospital for punching a hole in the wall, whatever kind of code that is for drugs.
Which means it's time for another death pool? Who's in? I wouldn't be surprised if we're talking about something more tragic by the end of the year. I know that sounds callous, but really? We are talking about Amy Winehouse, people.
Britney Spears doesn't need to have anymore children!
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.
One last Britney-inspired post. I swear. (For awhile, anyway.)
Let me just remind y'all that at betUS, you can still bet on the awesomely awesome train wreck that Britney Spears has become.
Remember: "She will get dropped by her label" is at +300, and it quite possibly could become a reality by the end of the year. If not, her label is dumb, y'all.
Just click on the link, click "Future/Props," then "Entertainment Props," then "Britney Spears Props."