Fresh off her Circus tour, Britney Spears went shopping at Target yesterday, because that’s what millionaires with impeccable style do to wind down. Later in the day she ran moonshine with Boss Hog, wrestled a crocodile, and put hardwood floors in her doublewide. Or, you know, whatever the hell it is inbred hillbillies do.
Note: I shop at Super Target, so please don’t confuse me with this redneck. Super Target is much more refined and classy. Much like my anal sex jokes.