"Oooh, car accident," I thought, because that's where my morbid mind immediately moseys to. But there was nary a busted taillight in sight. What I could see were hundreds, nay thousands, or screaming fans foisting cameras above their heads in hopes of taking a picture of someone ... somewhere.
Great idea ... in theory. As the cops held people behind barriers and yelled at pedestrians to "keep it moving" traffic came to a standstill during the busiest time of day -- in the heart of Manhattan.
But no one seemed to care -- especially the "Oops...I Did It Again" t-shirt clad tweenybopper who punched me in the gut as she made her way toward the front of the mob. "Watch it," she shouted at me, continuing my fascination with people who run into stationary objects, chastising him/her/it for being in the way.
Such is the power of Britney!
Source: NY Post
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