| Slave for Shove Where do I start? Biz poop or mush poop? How 'bout both? Brit Spears campers tell yours truthfully that the reason Ms. S. is selling her fab Hollywood Hills abode is due to "too many Justin memories." Okay...then explain to me, s'il vous plaît, just why the hell the twosome with the most inches (in columns like the one you're reading, natch) continues to hang. You see, that was lowdown part two of my Britney conference. I swear, I'm opening a Britney Desk one day soon. (As if I haven't already.) "They, like, really know each other," said a covert camper with one of the purty parties. "And I think they'll always keep coming back to each other--at least until one of them marries." Or hires a new butt-coach. You've heard B.S. is in tawks to add J. Lo ex (no. 2) Cris Judd to her gyration-instruction team, haven't you? As a choreographer, I mean. What, you thought I was implying Brit-babe might one day be selling real estate due to "Cris memories"? Perish the thought. Right along with "Ashton memories" and "Colin memories" and "Fred memories"...you get the cheeky idea, I'm sure. And let me state right now: More power to memorable gals, Ms. S. certainly included. Love her style! Certainly, Brit's very stylish onstage strutting is beyond compare--as we'll see much more (thank hottie heavens) once B.S. begins pushing her next CD. Make that her career-changing CD. Hear the gutsy gal is almost going to pull a Christina A. and shock her fan-base right into their mamas' power-suit buttons. Always had a weakness for the babes who push whatever they please--buttons, men, bad hair, the whole teased lot. I'll let you pop-tart purveyors plot out the above look-at-me path while I go on a particularly bodylicious premiere patrol. You don't mind, do you? Check back for the latest gossip on Britney 
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