I Fug Who Killed Me

On the morning after poor Britney released what was left of her marbles to the four winds and got carted off for Ye Olde Psych Evaluation, it’s somewhat of a relief to realize that Lindsay Lohan’s most pressing problem (other than that swig of champers she allegedly took the other night, but sobriety is a process, right?) is her stubborn unwillingness to wear anything other than a pair of goddamn leggings:

[Photo: infdaily.com]

GIRL. It’s not 2006. GET YERSELF SOME PANTALOONS.

Although, Obsessive Fixation on Leggings notwithstanding, otherwise you look pretty hot. Don’t tell anyone I said so. GOD, WHY CAN’T I QUIT YOU?

(That joke’s come back around, right? Whatever, it’s Friday.)