The highlight of the week already happened in the form of Britney Spears, or the body double that plays Britney Spears, playing around in the ocean in a yellow bikini in what may be old content that she is repurposing…so from humping the air like a horny medicated retard…to crawling around in the tropical waters on all fours….featuring a bathing suit being eaten by her vagina…which is coincidentally a bathing suit that would be amazing if eaten by me….but only after days of use and weeks of fermentation in hopes of having a spiritual trip like micro-dosing mushrooms….to find some kind of enlightenment…where my fungus of choice is Britney’s toxic, medicated, pussy juice aged to perfection….because I’m weird.
What I am trying to say is that Britney may be dead, but she doesn’t need to be alive to be ALIVE to me…if you know what I mean..
I know the necros and doll fuckers out there get what I’m saying….SICKOS….