So, when you’ve got tons of money, a serious addiction to drugs, a husband who’s in jail, a closet full of jean shorts from the Limited Too, and a friend named Pete “incredibly dirty” Doherty, what do you spend your afternoon doing?
…playing with day old baby mice and recording it on YouTube.
(All the while high as a f*cking high ass kite)
I’m sorry if this video disturbs anyone. It kinda disturbs me. Mostly because baby mice are freaky looking and I’m afraid that Winehouse and Doherty and gonna pull a Lenny (a la Of Mice and Men) and somehow pet those poor things to death.
See if you can keep yourself from saying No, No, No and stomach the whole video.
Try as I might, I just can’t keep my fridge looking nice.
For one thing, it’s small and has to house two sets of foodstuffs (me and my roommate’s), and for another, it was already gross when we moved in.
Every once in a while the roommate or I will feebly attempt to sponge off decades worth of black stuff that better not be anything other than mold, or Lysol the whole thing in hopes of dispelling that slightly musky odor that just won’t go away, but no matter what we try, our fridge seems destined to be nothing but a crappy machine that keeps our milk cold.
Some people, however, love their fridges. Something about their fridges makes them proud.
So proud, in fact, that they want the world to know how deep their mechanical love goes.