I guess some people really really like Britney Spears. The ones who signed up for the $2500 Meet and Greet Britney package at Planet Hollywood. Now, they’re all disappointed and sad because their two and a half g’s earned them precisely three seconds with Britney who coldly stood next to them for a photo and moved on to the next. You can’t pull that kind of shit on obsessed fans and get away with it. The mentally challenged mob quickly turned on Britney, bitching about the ripoff backstage access to Britney, even noting how creepy Britney looked with her weird wig and sad eyes. Like Sailer Moon strapped into a girdle.
“Fans were told before the meet-and-greet that they were not to hug or touch Britney without her permission and they weren’t allowed to bring her any gifts.”
Right off the bat you’ve just cut off two of the top two stalker activities. Unwanted touching and overly personal gift giving. I feel bad for the lady who made a pie out of her fifth child’s placenta and brought it to save Britney’s life only to be told, no gifts. And then only three seconds to explain her plans to join souls with Britney by way of the afterbirth. That sucks too. I hope these people got their money back and use it buy grandma teeth that fit so she can look less like creepy Britney.