The Daily Mail says today that Amy Winehouse and her husband have flown to the US to immediately begin an intensive drug counseling and detox program after finally admitting that they have a serious drug problem. Winehouse, who collapsed last week after taking a cocktail of heroin, ecstasy, cocaine and the horse tranquillizer ketamine, is now thought to be wait did that fucking say "heroin, ecstasy, cocaine and the horse tranquillizer ketamine"? HOLY SHIT!
Winehouse decided to take action over her problems during crisis talks at a five-star hotel in Hampshire where she was recovering with her husband, Blake Fielder-Civil.
She was reported to have been caught smoking heroin in her suite by a friend, at which point her father Mitch flipped.
Mitch arrived the next day with his wife Janis, and Fielder-Civil's stepfather Giles Civil and mother Georgette.
According to a source close to the family, the meeting descended into a row and at one point Mr Winehouse grabbed Mr Civil by the throat.
The source told a newspaper: "It broke Amy's heart to see her parents and in-laws fighting.
"That was when she realised the drink and drugs were causing problems for everyone."
Blake and Winehouse both denied injecting heroin.
The source said: "At one point both Amy and Blake stripped to prove they had not been using needles.
"But they realise that if they don't get help now, they will both die young. This is their wake-up call."
The couple flew to the US later on Saturday and are today in their third day of intensive counselling and detox treatment.
HOLY SHIT, FUCKIN HORSE TRANQUILLIZERS?!? Oh my god, that's almost admirable. It's amazing that someone can do that many drugs, that someone who weighs 100 pounds can do drugs made for a 1400 pound animal. This chick is like a superhero, she can't be killed. She's immortal! I heard the cops tried to shoot her one time but she caught the bullet in her teeth, then just laughed. Who will save us?!?!
first?
DAMN YOU!!!
Any woman who needs to go to the zoo to get high is a-okay in my book.
How she is even remotely considered a celebrity in the USA is the real fucking news here. WHO CARES?
In other news, Stephan Belacunte is a little bitch.
btw she ain't immortal. if she looked like Jessical Biel after taking so many drugs, then she'd be immortal. and fuckable. But right now, she's just… hard to look at.
Amy? Taking controlled substances? Jeez, who could have guessed. I'm shocked! Wow. Against all my expectations. Phew! What a suprise.
Now, where did that bear go? To the woods? Why?
Why?
Ewwwwwwwwww…………
Gosh! Like we don't have enough anorexic people in L.A.
Sell out!
I really have no idea who this girl is. All I know is that she sang a fucking song declaring there is no way in hell that she'd go to rehab, but now……TA DA! And another thing; I wouldn't fuck for all the money in the wor…..
Who am I kidding? Anyone got $10? I'm going in.
I think what's even more impressive is that, in order to get high, she had to have her husband shoot that into her via a tranquilizing gun as he hovered over her in a helicopter.
Sousbois 9:21 - Bravo! Major props! I just laughed out loud pretty good for 9:23 in the morning.
I thought she had convictions. Sell out!
Who ?
being English i will now apologise for you having to endure this truly hideous bitch.
words cant describe her fugness… well maybe "fug" would suffice.
I really do not want to jump on the bandwagon when people give others shit for saying "first", but I will say this…..those of you who do post "first" are no better than those cock squatters over at perezhilton
Reminds me of the late great Henry "Hollywood" Lea he could snort his body weight in cocaine, heroin, ecstasy and horse tranquilizers.
Johnyboy, this is America….we're used to embracing the scum of the Earth. I mean, look at
CanadaCuba!Mitch, that better be a bowl full of pudding, or I am going to find you and hurt you.
So she's the one that sings that rehab song? I always pictured her as an older black lady. The kind you find teaching English or U.S History.
I snorted ketamine once when I was 24. My girlfriend at the time lived with a bunch of gay guys, and apparently K was a big gay club drug at the time. We were on our way to the movies and as we were leaving her house one of the "girls" was like "Heeeey you guys should do some K!!!!" so we did (why not?) and it kicked in while we were sitting in the seats, and it was like floating in a wierd woolen cocoon- your body goes completely relaxed and numb.
We had to stay for almost 1/2 hour of the second showing because we literally couldnt get up. I suppose it was kinda fun. You can't fuck on K.
That night when we came back to her apartment it was surreal. We found one of her gayest roommates, this queen named Mark, sitting in the kitchen in the lap of one of the biggest muscleheads I'd ever seen. This guy was 6'4 and puffed up solid and we talkied with them for a while and quickly realized that this guy was so drunk he didnt realize he had gone home with a guy. (Mark was veeerrry effeminate, thin, and a pretty-boy).
My girl and I looked at each other and decided to stay at my place that night because we didnt want to be around in the house when Bruno finally reached down for what he thought was a hamburger, and discovered a hot dog…
What? No Meth on the menu. How can she be a drugged out whore without at least a little meth. Whats a drug cocktail without meth. What a puss.