FINITO

well i can't say i didn't see it coming...obviously my brit-brit is waaaay too good for this fuckin' loser federline-character...i mean come on, people!! what did she ever see in him?!?

if it wasn't his skeezy-homey-g-wannabe-gangster style of wife-beaters and below the knee shorts, it was his revolting way he carried himself (wait, that's kinda the same thing...) or his laughable attempt at a music career.

personally, i think he was constantly spiking brit-brit's punch with somesort of muscle relaxant that enabled him to spread his skanky seed inside her in hopes of carrying on his family name...

and while we can't say he wasn't a tad bit successful in that attempt (they just had their second horny love-child) it seems as though ms. spears has gotten off the zoloft and woken up from her temporary-insanity driven marriage-spell to this fuck-wad and officially signed the "irreconciable-differences" driven divorce papers!

let's all take a moment out of our busy day and let out a "FUCKIN' 'EH" for britney's realization of what the rest of the world has always known was a devastating and pukishly disgusting mistake.

right on ya, brit!