My relentless pursuit of Britney Spears news continues...

[Signe]

Never heard of her so I looked her up.  Still don't know who she is.  She had a part in Ghost Rider, which I saw, but can't place her face.  Geez... where do you guys dig these people up?

[Lantyssa]

Didn't we just go over this?

[Signe]

Yes.  But they keep digging more up!

[Lantyssa]

There are around three billion pairs of boobies out there.  They'll be digging them up for a long, long time.

[Yegolev]

On another note, Eva Mendes just checked into the same Utah rehab joint that Lohan was in. I think I need to go start hanging out down there.

Want to go halves on a nice tent and camping gear?

[Signe]

You know, science has made it possible for men to have their own boobies now.

[IainC]

You know, science has made it possible for men to have their own boobies now.

It's called fast food....

[Nebu]

You know, science has made it possible for men to have their own boobies now.

It's called fast food....

WINNAR!

[Morfiend]

Court testimony from Lynn Spears. Crazy, scary shit.

I, Lynne Spears, declare:

I am the mother of Britney Spears (“Britney”)., who is the subject of this action. I have personal knowledge of each of the facts set forth in this Declaration, and can testify completely thereto, except as this matters stated on information and belief, and as to such matters I believe them to be true.

This past Monday night (Jan. 28), Britney’s father, Jamie, and I (in separate cars) went to Britney’s house in Beverly Hills because we had heard news reports that Britney had just been in a big fight with Sam Lufti aka Sam Lufti (“sam”), the man who has inserted himself into my daughter’s life, home and finances, and that she was crying. We were very concerned about her safety. We arrived at the Summit Community gatehouse in BHPO at approximately 10 p.m. I was with my friend Jackie.

The guards at the gatehouse stopped us there for awhile. Jackie, Jamie and I finally proceeded to Britney’s house and entered it. We were able to enter the house because it was not locked. Britney does not lock her doors and currently there are no security guards around her residence. Britney was not home. We found Sam, and sam said as we walked in the door that Britney only wanted me to come to the house, and that she was afraid to see her dad.

Two or three paparazzi came into the house and entered the kitchen. They greeted Sam. The paparazzi then reported to Sam where Britney currently was. From the conversation between Sam and the paparazzi I determined that sam had given Felipe (another paparazzi) one of Britney’s cars to get her out of the house when he heard that Jamie and I were on our way to see Britney. I also understood from the conversation that Sam disabled all of Britney's cars. (she has several at her residence.)

Sam had told Britney that Jamie and I were coming to the house to do an intervention, and that Britney panicked and took off with Felipe. Another man named Chad Hardcastle was in the house.

I also heard the evening that Britney’s and Sam’s fight that evening, Sam had told Britney that she was an unfit mother, a piece of trash and a whore, that she cares more about Adnan, her current boyfriend, than she cares about her kids, and that she does not deserve her kids.

The paparazzi reported to Sam and addressed him with great respect. They treated him like a general. He instructed them to get her back to the house. They later told Sam that Britney was on her way back.

Britney then came back to the house with Adnan, who is also a paparazzi. Sam then told Jackie that we needed to do whatever he tells us. I objected. He then told me, “I’m the one who spends 24/7 with your daughter. I sleep in cars outside her house so she can’t leave.” Sam then said, “You people throw everyone under the bus, if you don’t listen to me I’m going to make your name sh** in the papers.”

As I looked around the kitchen, I noticed that in the middle of the kitchen table there was a large car battery. At some point during the evening I learned that the car battery was there so Sam could charge his cell phone. Although Britney has several cell phones, he told us that he had disposed of all of the phone chargers and had made the house phones unworkable.

Sam told Jackie and me to tell ADnan to leave Britney alone and to get the F*** out of the house. Jackie refused. Sam then said to tell Britney that Adnan is gay. Adnan stayed at the house a little longer. Sam quietly said something to Adnan and Adnan promptly left the house.

Britney came into the room looking for Adnan. Sam told her that Adnan was in the bathroom. Britney then asked me, “Is Adnan gay?” While Britney was out of earshot, Sam told Jackie and me that we should pretend that Adnan was in the bathroom so Britney wouldn’t leave.

Britney then became very agitated and could not stop moving. She cleaned the house. She changed her clothes many times. She also changed her three dogs’ clothes many times. Britney spoke to me in a tone and with the level of understanding of a very young girl. Britney then picked up a bottle of pill sand read part of the label and asked us, “What does insomnia mean?” Sam told her that the pills will help her stay awake.

Sam told Jackie and me that he grinds up Britney’s pills, which were on the counter and included Risperdol and Seroquel. He told us that he puts them in her food that that was the reason she had been quiet for the last three days (she had been sleeping.) He told us that the doctor who is treating her now is trying to get her into a sleep-induced coma so that they could then give her drugs to heal her brain.

Sam then encouraged us to sit down on a sofa and do “tequila shots.” Jackie and I said we did not want to. Britney seemed to follow our lead. Sam then got some wine out and said, “Let’s all do toasts with wine.” Britney said that she didn’t want to, she wanted a pretty glass. Sam found a glass with a stem and poured wine for Britney when we were not looking. Britney refused to drink her wine and asked to drink mine.

Shortly afterward, Sam went back into the kitchen and was standing behind a raised bar so that we could not see what his hands were doing on the counter. Sam then said to Britney, “let’s go upstairs,” and Britney followed him. Britney had calmed down by the time she went upstairs.

A little while later, Britney came downstairs. She seemed agitated again and told us that she wanted to go to Rite Aid for lipsticks. It was now past midnight. Jackie and I said we would take her. Sam told us that he wanted to follow us in his car. We told him that he shouldn’t because the paparazzi were in front of the neighbor’s house and would harass us. As were were about to drive off, Sam jumped into the bask seat of the car. The paparazzi followed. Sam and I were sitting in the back seat, with Chad as well. He told me that he gave Britney something (when they were upstairs) to make her more light-hearted, happy, and fun. We entered Rite Aid and Britney chose her lipstick. The manager said it is dangerous out there, which it was. When Britney gave the cashier her credit card, the cahsier told her it was not working. I paid for the lipstick and the manager told us we could leave through the side door so no one could see us. Sam insisted we leave through the front door and he put his arms around Britney and me for the paparazzi to take photos. I disengaged as quickly as I could.

Sam told me,” You’d better learn that I control everything. I control Howard Grossman, Britney’s business manger. I control her attorney's and the security guards at the gate. They don’t listen to Britney, they listen to me. That’s why Jamie was gone tonight.”

At another point in the evening, Sam bragged to me that he is the one who receives Britney's checks and that one of them was for me. I told Sam that I hadn't gotten any checks from Britney. Sam then told me that they are in his car. He told me that if he weren't in the house to give Britney her medicine, she would kill herself. Then he said to me "If you try to get rid of me, she'll be dead and I'll piss on her grave."

He then proclaimed that he has been in the family for a year and that he had one nothing but good for Britney. At this point, it was two or three in the morning. Britney was meandering around the house. She would let me hug her, but she was out of it.

At one point during the night, Sam was screaming at me and Britney said to me, “Sam treats me like that.” Then she picked up the house phone and said, “Look at the phone, it doesn’t work.” Sam then blamed the dead phone on Britney. Jackie spoke up and said to Sam, “You said you cut down the phone wire.”

Britney then said again at some point during the night, “When do I get to see my babies?” Sam answered, “Wednesday. “ Britney then said, “What do I have to do to see them?” Sam responded, “Take the pills I tell you to take.” Britney said, “I don’t like the pills and I don’t like the psychiatrist. Can’t I see another psychiatrist so I can see my babies?” Sam responded, “If I told you to take 10 pills a day, you should do what I tell you to see your babies.” Jackie then said, “Britney, your parents can help you find a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist needs to get to know you to give you the right medicine.” Sam then raised his voice and said, “Why don’t you get back with Kevin.”

Britney then said, “I’ll do anything to get them back.”

At some point during the evening, Sam said that Britney decided that he should be her manager.

Adnan has called me and told me he’s worried about Britney. He told me that Sam hides the phones and tells her he has lost them. He also hides her dog, London. She looks for him all over the house crying and then Sam brings the dog from the hiding place and acts like her savior.

While we were at Rite Aid, Britney went in and out of her British accent.

At 4 a.m., I was exhausted and wanted to leave. Sam blocked my car so I could not leave. I threatened to call Jamie on the phone.

Britney said, “I want my Daddy up here. I want to talk to my Daddy.” I reached Jamie on the phone and gave the phone to Britney. I heard her tell him that she wanted to see him. He said, “right now baby?” and she said, “no.” He said, “10:00 in the morning?” and she said, “no, noon.”

I spent the rest of the night at Britney’s house and for the first time in a very long time, when I lay down to sleep, I felt very agitated. I could not fall asleep at all. I felt like I had had coffee. Jackie, who had gone home earlier, later told me that she also could not sleep at all, and felt like she had had coffee.

Jamie came to pick me up the next morning. Jamie gave Britney a big hug and said to her, “baby, you’re OK?” Britney said, “I’m fine,” then burst into tears.

“To my knowledge, Britney never went to sleep that night and was very agitated for most of the night.

Sam and Chad, however, slept in the “smoking room,” a small room downstairs on the first floor of the house.

Later the next day, on January 29, Jackie showed me a text message she had received from Sam: “Thanks for telling Jamie all your bulls**t. He just hit me. Now you guys did your deed. Much accomplished. Good job.

I did not see Britney again until I arrived at her house on Wednesday night after Sam called me and told me to come to the house. When we arrived, Britney seemed subdued. The police arrived and took her to the Neuro Psychiatric Institute at UCLA (“NPI”). While at NPI, I l earned that Britney informed her doctor, Lee Sadja, MD, that she had also taken Aderol.

I declare under penalty of perjury under the laws of the State of California that the foregoing is true and correct. Executed on January 31, 2008 at Los Angeles, California.

[Der Helm]

I am speechless... 

[Signe]

Poor Nicole Britney. 

[Llava]

What's with the typos and shitty grammar?

[Margalis]

Her mother writes like a middle-schooler. Looks like whatever defect Britney has is genetic.

Am I supposed to feel sorry for anyone in this story? Because it looks to me like a whole bunch of fucking idiots trying to out-dumb each other.

[Abagadro]

This Lufti guy is a total scumbag. He has a list of restraining orders against him for acting like a total shitbag going back years.

[Tale]

This Lufti guy is a total scumbag. He has a list of restraining orders against him for acting like a total shitbag going back years.

1. He's not Lufti, he's Lutfi. Half the fucking media is mistyping it Lufti.
2. As I posted above, Sam is short for Osama. Can't we just refer to him as Osama? I've been writing "Britney" and "Osama" into headlines all day because it gets twice the fucking traffic :)

[Der Helm]

This Lufti guy is a total scumbag. He has a list of restraining orders against him for acting like a total shitbag going back years.

And upon first reading that "article" or whatever it is, I got the impression that he is the only sane person in that  of stupid.

[schild]

i fucking love it when this thread let's me say "white trash."

I didn't make it past the first paragraph.

[Riggswolfe]

This Lufti guy is a total scumbag. He has a list of restraining orders against him for acting like a total shitbag going back years.

And upon first reading that "article" or whatever it is, I got the impression that he is the only sane person in that  of stupid.

Was that supposed to be in green? Britney and her mother are apeshit but if even half of that stuff is true Sam sounds not only crazy but extremely dangerous. As in, I wouldn't be surprised if some women from his past have disappeared dangerous.

[Sky]

Her mom sounds like the mother in the old SNL sketch with Lovitz as Satan the defendant. The plaintiff was a young bimbo who had signed away her soul for a salon, when asked to state her occupation, her mother said, "I am a bar fly."

[Endie]

Was that supposed to be in green? Britney and her mother are apeshit but if even half of that stuff is true Sam sounds not only crazy but extremely dangerous. As in, I wouldn't be surprised if some women from his past have disappeared dangerous.

I agree.  Nobody comes out of the whole thing covered in glory: her mum seems pretty low-self-esteem-type-manipulable, too, but the parents and their friend don't come out of it too bad when you get past the whole poor social skills thing.  They seem to be up against a sociopathically manipulative bastard with substantial backup from the papparazzi shites he is feeding stories and pictures to, and it's not a competition they're able to win by themselves while their daughter is being controlled like that.  I know nothing about the father, and I'm sure Britney didn't get into the mess she is in now without substantial Shirley Temple elements in her upbringing, but punching Lutfi was definitely a point in his favour.

Lutfi himself seems like a truly despicable and vile person, if half of that deposition is true.  The techniques described have a ring of truth about them, anyway.  Basically a glorified pimp.

[Grand Design]

Cutting phone lines and hiding prized possessions combined with a constant infusion of uppers and downers?  What's next?  It puts the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again?

Suddenly I have pity for this woman.  Sure, she has the cognitive ability of an eleven year old, but that doesn't give this scumbag the right to control her.  Having the paparazzi on his side must be daunting for her parents, but at this point in her career, she's not going to get good press whether this clown is in the picture or not.

She needs someone to guide her, but I'm pretty sure this guy is not a candidate.

[HaemishM]

I had a cousin who married someone exactly like this. Suddenly, I have the slightest bit of sympathy for Britney. The only consolation I have is that she walked into this like stupid white trash. She has more than enough money to hire someone with brains to keep shitbags like this off of her, but she also has enough money to attract shitbags like this in the first place.

[Lantyssa]

She's likely been too sheltered to know how to spot the shitbags.  She was what, 16, when she started raking in the dough?  I've had enough friends destroy themselves without the benefit of heaps of money attracting every scumsucker around to not be too surprised.

What is kind of surprising, if the above is true, is the bastard is keeping her so drugged up that she had no ability whatsoever to turn things around on her own.  If that is the case, I will have to start having some sympathy for her.

[Simond]

Yeah, this has sort of gone from "Haha what a dumb rich bimbo trash brat " to "Wait, what  " to "OK, she genuinely needs help "

[Tebonas]

Thats just...wow.

There must be numerous criminal offenses in that police report. When exactly is Lutfi going to jail for that? I mean a single drug test accompanied with checking the hosuehold should turn up the evidence.

[Mrbloodworth]

Any one notice that in that letter her mom just told the world that she dosn't lock her doors, or have security?

Thanks mom.

[Grand Design]

I think that her mom is more concerned with the psychopath already on the premises.

[HaemishM]

Any one notice that in that letter her mom just told the world that she dosn't lock her doors, or have security?

Thanks mom.

Yeah, I noticed that too. Talk about an invitation to get visits from numerous forms of shitheels, from out and out robbers, to pervs looking for undies to paparazzi looking for sex tapes.

[Der Helm]

I should have emphasized the part about reading the report for the FIRST time.

After reading it a second time and after reading your comments I now feel sorry for having laughed about that poor broken wreck of a human being.

I hope she gets the help she needs.

[Tale]

I hope she gets the help she needs.

They released her from hospital and she's already been seen texting while driving.

[Abagadro]

Apparently Kirsten Dunst is now here at the Utah rehab clinic. Where's my damn tent?!

[Signe]

Make sure you take a camera when you camp out.  You'll make a fortune!

[Sky]

Apparently Kirsten Dunst is now here at the Utah rehab clinic. Where's my damn tent?!

Look down.

[Signe]

Oh dear. 

[Yegolev]

Apparently Kirsten Dunst is now here at the Utah rehab clinic. Where's my damn tent?!

You're on your own there, buddy.