Britney likes to do step aerobics. Why? Why? It makes me bounce up and down when all I wanted to do was sleep. Last night, Britney kept rolling over on her side, and Lefty kept falling on me. I told her to get up, but she sleeps like a rock. What a boob.
So now I feel like a gellatinous blob of fat. Also, Lefty wants me to tell you all that Britney is up for two grammy awards, so everyone should root for her. Frankly I don't care. I just hope she doesn't make us go in one of those low-cut tight-fitting pieces of cloth. I get no respect.