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Yikes, just yikes, part II

Ok, two hours later; still can't sleep, so...

Britney's been placed on a "5150 hold", meaning they're going to strap her down and blast the first Van Hagar CD on a loop until she understands some things just don't seem right.

Actually, it means an involuntary hold because she poses a danger to herself and others.

Not for nothing, but I read this part on the front page of msnbc.com. They got the info from TMZ.com. Up-to-the-minute investigative journalism or a vicious cycle?

You decide.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Did you try warm milk?
Bersonality said…
No, but I had my thunderstorm cd on repeat, which usually does the trick

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