So, I'm pretty far down there on the list of people who are following the release of pop music in general, let alone Brittney Spears's new songs.
Slate, however (I know, I have a bit of a boomerang/rebound obsession with them right now), knows a funny thing when it sees it.
If you'd like to read about how Brittney's not-subtle-in-anyway word play owes its origins to Joyce in Ulysses, and that Joyce himself was clearly cribbing from Shakespeare, then read this. Or if you like dirty words.
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