It’s like, so chaotic, man. (AKA the Britney show)

Being that I am so moved, I felt that this couldn’t wait until I got to work in the morning to post. I just finished watching the premiere episode of Britney and Kevin: Chaotic. Well, naturally, I have a few things to say about the “experience”.

First of all, after taking several pain pills for the headache I am nursing, and downing crackers and ginger ale to calm the nausea, I must calmly request that there be less footage of Britney “filming”. Essentially, she is just spinning the camera around, and all you can look forward to, is every once and a while stopping on her huge ass teeth. Seriously, I knew Brit’s teeth were perfect, but I didn’t know that they were the size of those conversation hearts we all love on Valentine’s. But I am glad that she has chosen to focus this show on her man and her bitchin’ teeth. Cause, hey, if anyone’s teeth are that damn perfect, you should film them. Lots.

Second, I have finally come to a realization that I really believe has been a part of me all along. Britney is a down-home, corn-fed, potato-sack wearing hick. That is right. She is a big hick. Even before she met K-Fed. Hick. Hick. Hick. Which, really only leaves me asking one question; what comes first, the trailer or the hick? Well, I think that it is up for debate, in this case.

Now that I have said what I need to say, I will add one more thing. I don’t know if I will be able to keep the flow of pills, crackers, and ginger ale going long enough to watch several hours o’ the teeth, but, hey, I think that I am going to try. After all, it was summed up best when Brit asked K-Fed, “What do you think of marriage?” (you know, as a part of playing that “reverse psychology”) and K-Fed replied, “Love is love, I don’t believe in marriage”, I truly believe somewhere that she saw a challenge, and saw him as being, well, deep. So if this debonair (oh God, there is that queasiness again) hunk (I just threw up a little in my mouth) was good enough for Brit to invite to London after only knowing him a couple of days, and allow for time to investigate him further, why not America and the rest of the world, right? Yep, that’s right. So, till next week… Get the bucket ready… And I don’t mean a bucket of KFC.