“Quesadillas! X17! I’m so happy! Party on me!”

After looking really upset and then going out for a nice mexican meal, Britney lights up for the horde of paparazzi mobbing her and says,

“X17! The food is great there! Quesadillas! I’m so happy! What’s there to be upset about? I love you guys!! Party on me!!”

She sounds just like me when I’m leaving a mexican restaurant! Except I have no horde of paparazzi to mob me upon my exit, just a few lowly friends I pay to go with me and listen to my drunken musings about quesadillas and happiness.

Also, I don’t have two small children that just got taken away from me for being an irresponsible, drug addicted mother.

This is a close up of her face, which speaks for itself - this girl has replaced her children and her family with a little dog and a bunch of money-hungry strangers with cameras.