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I am back. Not much to say but I do have to comment. It is official Hell has Frozen Over. That is the only way that I can figure that Kevin Federline is the "better" (that is relative) parent in any couple. How fucking low do you have to stink, er sink, to have Kevin Feder-fucking-line be ruled a more responsible parent by a judge. Brittney, what the fuck is up with that, yahhh?

What kind of world do we live in? Next thing you know, somebody will tell that Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy do not exist. I am wondering about the Tooth Fairy. I keep putting an old tooth under my pillow and all I get when I wake up is the same grotty, old tooth. It is not one of mine, but the least the Tooth Fairy could do is leave a note, so that I can stop the charade. It is kind of like Linus (from Peanuts) and the Great Pumpkin. (great reference for October and I did not plan that one. I am in sync with the universe, or so I tell myself)

The Lad has a half assed belief in the Tooth Fairy. He cannot prove it is me. He has written letters with questions, which I have answered. I use a font a that looks like handwriting. I am pretty funny, then again, that is just my opinion. For the sake of this post, that is all that matters, though.

I hate to go on about Brittney, I really do. There is nothing to be said. She has done it all. Driving with the kid in her lap, shaving her head, showing off her shaved and C-section scarred snatch, walking into a gas station restroom barefoot. She has lived the life of 10 men. Oh yeah, locking lips with Madonna. I mean how many guys have wanted to do that, okay in the mid-80s. At least, 2 I figure. I am not going to go on about her performance at the MTV Awards (not that I saw it, nor would I really want to see it, though some of the musical performers on the show over the years have been great---Krist Novoselic of Nirvana knocking himself silly when he tossed his bass in the air only to have it land by hitting his head--fucking gravity).

Brit is a piece of work. That is all that I can say. We should lay off her or round her, Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan, and Nicole Ritchie (heaven help us all that she is passing her DNA on to another generation) up and send them on a non-stop flight into the sun. They can bring Rosie O'Donnell along for the ride, as a sort of bus mummy.

That is all I want to say on that. I gotta run. Ciao!