I saw the David Letterman Top 10 List delivered by Britney Spears.
I wanted to gouge my eyes out.
For Spears, it seemed like a desperation play — forced and unfunny.
Brit Brit sat there in a string bikini (without the bikini bod), and tried to be charming. Instead, she sat on a coffee table and spoke her lines uncomfortably, while trying unsuccessfully to look relaxed.
I squirmed just watching her.
Dismal jokes that included getting a nightclub on the moon or invading only fun places like Cabo were delivered just like her live singing — fake, without substance.
But if truth be told, from my point of view, Mr. Letterman, I’d rather see the Top 10 delivered by Joaquin Phoenix.