Fuzzy Logic
by Scott Hardie on February 19, 2007
Headline: Britney Spears goes bald.
I'm her publicist. My client has an album coming out soon. I see Anna Nicole Smith all over the headlines. I think, What in the hell stunt do I have to pull to get Britney back in the limelight?
Three Replies to Fuzzy Logic
Amy Austin | February 21, 2007
Britney-sympathetic/agreeing with Anna side:
Man, you're cynical, Scott!
Jaded/tired of Anna Nicole, too/agreeing with Scott side:
Well, it worked for Sinnead!
Anna Gregoline | February 22, 2007
Oh, and her nanny says that she doesn't know what to do with the kids, holds them for 10 minutes and says, "I'm done" and asks what to do when they cry. She's a celebrity, been one all her life, and everyone is out ot get her now, especially all of a sudden. I have a lot of sympathy.
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