Oops she did it again

I know you've all been waiting in hungry anticipation for me to weigh in on the Britney wedding. White track suits with "pimp" embroidered on the back? Chicken fingers for dinner? The first dance to Journey's Lights pumping out of a boombox in someone's backyard? Britney's pole dance? Trashtacular. I knew it would be cheesy. I knew it would be tacky. But the actual ceremony far exceeded my wildest expectations. Well done, Mrs. Federline. I give them six months. How long do you give them? Make your guesses, and the winner gets one bootleg copy of Baby One More Time.