Here’s Christina Aguilera at the American Music Awards Sunday night, and there has no way you are able to tell me that newspaper headline Is not responsible journalism. Christ, not even Britney Spears allow herself go these much and she stores deep-fried chicken in her pillows for the winter. Which is why I’m starting to believe human tagged by for an doctor’s visit one daylight, noticed what he thought was his unborn child missing the rudimentary burrowing appendages and immediately filed for divorce. How he hasn’t sought revenge by collapsing Hollywood into a sinkhole abominable snowman* on the far side me. I just assumed the Mole Clan of Tunnel 7 were a proud and noble tribe, but I guess they’ll let a woman breeze them without putting up a fight. Pfft. You’ll never enslave the surface with that attitude. I’ll tell you that right there
