Britney actually made it to her deposition yesterday (too bad for her kids). I believe the word “deposition” is Latin for “No Bra Needed.” I mean it is just court, so why not let your knockers swing in the wind and show everyone what you’re really about. It’s good to see Britney trying to cut back on her smoking too. I believe Marlboro Reds are the healthiest on the market at this time. Anyway, I would have loved to been a fly on the wall at that deposition. You know that when Britney walked into the room everyone, including Britney, all started to laugh. She’s like, “I know, I know I’m here!” What slapstick hijinks. I’d be waiting for Mr. Furley to stick his head in the window and make his eyes bug out.
Sidenote, why does it look like her purse it’s frowning?