
Forget last night's Republican debate, forget the tragic Bay Ridge 'roid "suicide," forget the war in Iraq -- Britney Spears is back in the hospital!
The Pop-Wreck was escorted by dozens of police (and two helicopters) and taken to the UCLA Loony Ward, where she is under a 72 hour lock down.
Her psychiatrist thought she was a danger to herself -- under a state mental health statute known as 5150, an individual who is considered by a medical professional to be a danger to herself or others can be involuntarily committed to a mental institution.
The code word for her used by the police was "the package." I love that.
In the pop-wreck's defense, have you ever seen footage of her trying to get around town? It's a mob scene with all the paparazzi. Anyone would go mad.
And now I have to shower. I feel dirty from writing this post.
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