May 30 2012
Right after Jason signed the tittle of ownership of Britney’s life, I guess he decided he was entitled to possession of her pills too.. It sounds like he is gargling on his own balls in an effort to tell his favorite spice girl “he lub hir sew muck.. guud job der brit princess… what and the hillbilly prescription hell is going on around that house? I think these two need Dr. J (me) in their life for some character building, and jaw tightening activities. This Sloppy Joe’ station wagon is gettin’ way out of hand!