Sam Lutfi get’s his third restraining order.
February 6th, 2008
You know the saying about never having too much of a good thing? Well I'd imagine the only time you can have too much of a restraining order fetish is if you are in the same city as Ann Coulter and Elizabeth Hasselbeck.
The order requires Lutfi to stay 250 yards away from Britney, UCLA Medical Center, her parents' homes, siblings' homes, childrens' homes and Britney's homes. According to the document, "He has cut Britney's home phone line and removed her cell phone chargers. He yells at her. He claims to control everything."
According to a declaration filed by Lynne Spears, on January 28, Lynne and Jamie arrived for an intervention — "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 the kids."
According to the docs, Sam then encouraged Brit "to do tequila shots." The document then claims Sam said, "let's all do toasts with wine." Brit refused to drink. Lynne claims before leaving for the drug store that night, Sam gave her drugs upstairs "to make her more light-hearted, happy, and fun." During a dispute later that night, Sam allegedly said, "If you try to get rid of me, she'll be dead and I'll piss on her grave."
Brit later said, "Can 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."
Well the revelation that Sam Lutfi is not Marsha Brady is about as shocking as the times I strip naked in public and rub dog shit all over my sexy body. There are only so many times you can do that before people get the game and start ignoring you! New shock tactic needed! Time for a heart to heart with Jodie Marsh.
I think you should be able to buy Sam Lutfi on facebook to gift to your enemies. There is this bitch who I hated in high school, and I cannot drop a grudge so I'm going to send her Sam Lutfi for Christmas.
He will lie and tell her he is trying to help her destroy me, then he will make her into a fat crack addict who gives him all her bling bling. I would roll around in her tears of angst and crack. Crack tears get me fucking high as a kite y'all.
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