Word got around back in mid July that our new favorite octagon girl since our last two favorites got canned, Brittney Palmer, had herself gotten canned as well. This was followed by Dana White doing what he seems to be doing a lot of lately: telling the truth, but not the whole truth:

@KylesTwitr we didn’t get rid of @brittneypalmer so quit listening to hack websites and fuckin relax.

But while they didn’t get rid of Brittney, she ain’t gonna be walking around no octagons with placards anytime soon. She wasn’t at UFC 133 and here’s the updated full story from Dana:

“Nothing happened with Brittney Palmer. It’s one of those situations where Brittney has moved on to other things. She’s living in L.A. now, she wants to be an artist, she’s going to art school and she has a great relationship with us. She’s still doing stuff with us but it gets so crazy because this is one of those sports where the fans are into everything and I have no problem talking about anything. How disgusting (Dennis Hallman’s) shorts were, what happened with me and Tito, all this stuff I’m cool talking about. But sometimes people want to do their own things and don’t want to make a big deal about it and when people ask me, listen… her dream is to be an artist and she’s chasing her dream, she’s going out to L.A., she’s in art school out there; there’s no problem with Brittney and Brittney is still friendly with the UFC. It’s all good.”

However you slice it, it still means no more Brittney. Why can’t we have nice things any more? What have we done to anger the Gods of MMA? I feel like I’m getting ass rammed sideways by Thor’s hammer here. How bout tommorrow we just get all the year’s disappointments out in one day. We’ll cancel all main events in October, bring in Dennis Hallman as the new Octogon Boy, and announce a price hike in PPV prices.