Britney Gets Liquored Up At Houston’s Steakhouse?
She hasn’t even given birth yet, and already britney spears is a candidate for “mother of the year” . Britney is 8 months pregnant, but that didn’t stop her from getting liquored up last wednesday at houston’s steakhouse in santa monica — she was there with her parents & her kid sister (federline must’ve been at his new job) — while she looked at the menu, britney ordered a glass of white wine & drank it like water.
Source: In Touch Weekly
Britney’s spokesman denies it.

According to The Numbers, Britney’s 2nd role as Drew Heart in the comedy “In The Pink” with Cher, Bette Midler and Tim Allen is set to gross $45,964,454 in the US, this would top Britney’s first role in “Crossroads” which grossed $37,188,667. The movie is set to begin filming in 2006.
ReviewJournal.com: Mommy-to-be Britney Spears may be expecting a long-term Las Vegas engagement.
Why are German movies so awesome? I ask this not because I’m about to trot off to Germany for a month like an asshole, but because it is a legitimate question that has plagued you since the dawn of time, when it was just you and some protozoan ooze chillin’ on the as-yet-undivided continents, watching God write the Bible. “Hey, God,” you’d say, “I’ll bet you a kajillion prehistoric space-dollars you can’t use the word ‘tabernacle’ 75 times in one verse,” and God would be all like, “Oh yeah? I’ll do whatever the fuck I want, I’m God — here’s Leviticus. Booyah!” And as God scribbled away, you and the protozoan ooze would exchange knowing looks and you’d say to the ooze, “Why are German movies so awesome?” and the ooze would say, “Well, for starters nobody says ‘booyah’ in them.” And the ooze had a point; it’s really too bad it evolved itself (slightly) into Britney Spears’ fetus, because it really had some good commentary back at the dawn of time.
Since we’ve always been supportive of folks who go out of their way to keep cultural traditions alive, we were sorely disappointed this past week when Kevin Federline — better known as Mr. Britney Spears — left the ranks of showbiz’s no-good layabout hubbies by getting himself an actual job. Kev, whose dreams of following his wife into the recording biz were dashed by his woefully inadequate lip-syncing skills, has opted for a more entry-level position in the world of entertainment: a gig at a dancing school run by one of Britney’s choreographer pals. We’re not sure whether it’s Kev’s concern over the cut in allowance that’s sure to come once Brit pops that bun out of the oven or his desire to follow in the foxtrotting footsteps of Cris Judd, but we’ve gotta say that this turn of events is troubling. Almost troubling enough to make us drown our sorrows in a bottle of Kabbalah water.

