Big weekend, curious why anyone would want to smell like Britney Spears.
"Oh, Skeeter, you are so hot with a bitty stank of the tar barrel smolderin' behind the dub-wide."
"Bay-bee, why the quiet career desperation?"
"Me luvs it when you reek insipid and blank, doll."
"Can you lip-synch her lip-synching her horny breath, too?"
