Okay. I'm not going to lie. I am having serious, serious, issues with my girl Britney Spears of late. Aside from the lovely little, "Look at me! I'm getting a divorce!" ice skating jaunt photos we saw of Britney with former manager Larry Rudolph a couple weeks back, an unsettling amount of images have surfaced with Britney and ... oh, It's painful to say it....Paris Hilton. There have been shots of Britney dancing with Paris at Tryst in Vegas, where Britney, who appeared to have gotten too hot and sweaty dancing to Paris' crappy music, decided to remove her pants and dance in just her shirt and fishnets. I have only seen pictures of her sitting down, but Lord, how I pray the girl was wearing underwear. If that wasn't bad enough, the New York Daily News reports that suddenly there are now crotch photos of Britney getting out of cars and not properly holding her skirt down, a move Paris Hilton made famous. Pukey. Then, when we finally see Britney the way we should, out in public with baby Sean Preston again, she's still got whore Hilton on her other arm again and she let Hilton hold the baby!! Oh the horrors! I don't know. I am going to reserve final judgment on this one. I want Ms. Brit to be happy and all girls know that hanging out with your girlfriends after a break up is really good therapy. But Britney, please, select your bitches more wisely! Everyone was loving you again after you got the balls to dump Federline, don't be messing up future comeback album sales now by hanging with the Hilton. Plus, you can't trust that bitch, the next thing you know, she'll be screwing Federline!