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November 28, 2008

Britney doesn't embarrass herself

There's this thing called the Bambi Awards in Germany. It appears to be a show where whatever famous person who happens to be in town gets an award. (Meg Ryan got a lifetime achievement award. Hello!) Britney performed there last night and it wasn't half bad. I feel really sorry for the dancer inside the hamster exercise ball, though.

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That's not even a dancer inside the hamster exercise ball. It's a stressed-out young lady who suffers from claustrophobia.

Looks like Britney completely stole Madonna's idea. Nothing original or amazing here!

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