LeAnn Rimes isn't insisting upon your good wishes or sympathy or even to take her side in her various cat fight battles with her husband's former wife. She just wants you to look at her tits. Just keep an eye on her body and everything else will work itself into place. That's the beauty of insanity in women. A homeless woman mumbling shit about President Reagan and Grenada conspiracies will still flash her skeeter when she needs a nickel toward a bottle of juice. LeAnn and her husband's ex are going to be jiggling body parts in public until long after that dude is buried. But I'm only looking for maybe five more years.
I thought maybe I was wrong about LeAnn, but as I was writing this, she Tweeted a picture of her early morning abs workout, because she cares about you a lot:
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