It’s rare we write anything about Britney Spears. She’s more overdone than a New York strip at Applebees. As a general rule of thumb, our eyes glaze over every time we read something about Brit.
But that’s before we knew she had a hunky male nanny named Perry taking care of her child.
With those meat-slabs-for-arms, Perry could easy wrangle not one but two Federlijos. But he’d still have his arms free to catch Brit at every stumble and to French braid K-Fed’s hair, because he’d actually be holding both bambinos in his gargantuan pecs. Yes, Perry is not just an au pair. He’s an au half-dozen at least.
A few things that are awesome about being SPF’s male nanny:
- First dates. When someone goes on and on about how they work in finance like it’s the coolest job in the world. You can always say, “Yeah, I wipe shit off of Britney Spears’ kid’s ass.”
- Totally kick ass resume building material for applying to babysit Shiloh Jolie-Pitt.
- Totally kick ass resume building material for working in a Fetal Alcohol Syndrome clinic.
- Two words and one word: “Baby urine” and “Ebay.”
- Choreographed baby dancing to “Baby, One More Time” would score hella points with Brit.
I’m sure there are more, but my bed looks oh-so comfy….
I Hope They Find Love [Dlisted]
Hot? Are we sure that’s not Lyle Lovett in an Izod muumuu, beefed up on estrogen?
why anyone would hire a rauncy, despicable female when given the choice of a male is beyond me. especially to live in their home. i have four nannies- each one is uglier than the next and the sum total of their iqs is probably 112. go britney. i am actively looking for mannies to replace the nannies. you started a trend that set the world on fire.