Britney, Britney, Britney

I've been a little under the weather for the past couple of days. Today I slept in, and when I awoke I decided to ease into the day by reading my usual fare of pop culture/Hollywood gossip sites. When what to my wandering eyes should appear? A nervous breakdown suffered by one Britney Spears. (Read that out loud. It rhymes. I'm still funny even when I'm sick.) What is this girl thinking?

Apparently, Brits returned to California after a one-day stint in a Florida rehab clinic, headed to the first trashy barber shop and demanded they shave her head. When they refused, she told them she'd do it herself, grabbed some clippers, and went to town! She claims her hair extensions were "tight and uncomfortable" and she no longer wanted "people to touch her." At which point, she encouraged more people to touch her by walking into a neighboring tattoo parlor and getting two new tattoos.

Why, Britney, why? What will she do next? Become a musical guest on Saturday Night Live and rip up a picture of the Pope?



"Well 'Sinead O'Rebellion.'
Shock me shock me shock me with that deviant behavior."

Another photographer's shot of Britney, just after she shaved her own head: