Britney flashed her hairy chocha this weekend to a crowd of delighted paps, which almost made me think that it was 2006, and everything that's happened in the past two years was just a really long, really awful dream. At least this is the surest sign that Britney is on her way to health. When Brit Brit is flashing her fur burger, all is right with the world.
Another sign she's getting back to normal: she got her first overnight visit with her sons that she's had since January, when she went batshit crazy. And no one died! I gotta say, after all that's happened to the poor lamb, I'm actually rooting for her at this point. She'll be dry-humping a male backup dancer at the VMAs in no time.
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