I used to like Britney Spears. A lot. Not so much in recent years though. Ever since she hooked with that piece of Fresno trailer trash wannabe rapper . . . her image has taken a dive. Wether it's putting a million lbs due to multiple pregnancies and going on a steady diet of twinkies and ho-ho's, or an explosion of acne that rivaled my epic battle with zits back when I was 13, or it's most likely her atrocious sense of "fashion" that would make any gay guy say "oh no she didn't". Despite looking passable from the neck up in these pictures (thanks to hours and hours spent on Adobe Photoshop I'm sure), nobody wants to see Britney Spears preggo pictures. Sure, pregnancy is a beautiful process, but nobody wants to see an object of spank-fantasy with a child growing inside them. Try to tell that to Harper's Bazaar magazine though. Someone working in that organization must love visiting preggo-sex websites if they wanted to make this their cover story. One more picture of Britney, who apparently ATE the bear that previously inhabited that bear-skin coat. If (stress on IF) you want to see more of these types of pictures, then check out Egotastic. 
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