Oops, she did it again.

Can you bloody believe it? The Wee Queen of Pop, Shitney Spears, is prego. Ain't it CHAV-tacular? What's worse: it was ALL over the news on RTE 1, 2, and 3, as I'm sure it was in America, Land of the Free--Home of the Chav.

What kind of world is it that we must, must, must be so interested in the reproductive "miracles" of half-talent, Size DDD, singing-millionairesses? If this girl has a girl, the child is likely to be named summat like: Sunshine Raindew or Savannah Honeydaisy. The girlchild will grow up with a mummy whose solution to all problems is: when in doubt, bare the navel. What a sad state of affairs indeed.

And just in case you're curious, Britney, I won't be coming to the shower-- no matter how much you beg and plead and cry. I just can't support you in this. Chav it your way.