Lance Bass, ever the peacemaker, is on a mission to spread more forgiveness than your grandma’s Sunday pie. In a world brimming with more drama than a Shakespearean play, Lance decided it was high time we all take a chill pill, or maybe a “forgiveness pill,” as he puts it.
In Lance’s world, where rainbows are the primary weather forecast and unicorns roam free, he told TMZ, “Look, everyone has their own opinion.” Wise words, Lance, wise words. But it’s hard to focus on forgiveness when we’re all busy trying to find that remote control we just had two minutes ago.
So, what’s all the buzz about? Well, it seems the pop music universe has gone into hyperdrive with the release of Britney Spears’ tell-all memoir, “The Woman in Me.” The book drops some juicy tidbits about her past fling with Justin Timberlake, and let’s just say it’s a spicy meatball of revelations.
Britney, who’s not shy when it comes to spilling the tea, dishes about her time with Justin back when Y2K was the scariest thing on the horizon. She claims they had a little oopsie-daisy moment and that she was stork-carrying a tiny bundle of joy. Oops! Justin, though, wasn’t exactly doing the Macarena of joy. He thought they weren’t ready for a baby in their lives. Ah, young love, right?
To keep this situation hush-hush, they went all secret-agent style and kept it from Britney’s family. The result? A home abortion party. The only guest? Justin. The event planner? Britney’s former assistant, Felicia. Britney described it like a suspenseful thriller: “It might hurt a little bit, but you’ll be fine.” Yeah, I guess “fine” is one way to put it.
Now, for some extra drama, Britney also spilled the beans about Justin’s supposed cheating escapades and smooching sessions with choreographer Wade Robson. Talk about a plot twist!
In response, Justin decided to go undercover on Instagram, pulling a Houdini act with his comments section because people were throwing all kinds of rotten tomatoes. Even Jessica Biel, the lucky lady who married Justin in 2012, found herself in the crossfire. They’re like, “You married that guy?” and “Your husband is trash can emoji.” Ouch!
But amidst the chaos, there were brave souls defending Jessica, telling everyone to chill like an ice cream cone on a scorching summer day. “I feel bad for the hate you and JT are getting. It’s unnecessary,” one kind-hearted person wrote. Yes, it’s high time we let bygones be bygones and just dance the night away. Life’s too short for all this drama, right?