The apocalypse is near...

I love me some hick-time Britney. Love it. I love that she's dumped the money-grubbing loser, but I think she could do much better in the way of friends than Parasite.

As most of you know, I have a strict "no Parasite" pictures rule on this blog, but I'm going to show her today just because I am so saddened by what has happened.

Brit and Paris have been hanging out like mad. They got the cops called on them after the AMA's because they had an after-after-party at Parasite's and the neighbours got pissed off by the noise and the sunlight-like strobing from the papparazzi's flash bulbs. Enough to cause a stroke, apparently. Too bad Parasite is so used to them...

I think Britney should align herself with someone a LOT less trampy and more cool. Nelly Furtado, perhaps. They both have kids, they both sing...hmm. I should be a matchmaker.