The second Amy Winehouse story ever on here was on 8.14.07, and it was about her collapsing after, “taking a cocktail of heroin, ecstasy, cocaine and the horse tranquillizer ketamine.”
“THE HORSE TRANQUILIZER KETAMINE.”
Needless to say, the Sun is now reporting…
Amy Winehouse has been found dead at her home in Camden, north London.
The ‘Rehab’ singer, 27, was discovered at the property in north London by emergency services at around 3:54pm this afternoon.
A police statement said: “Enquiries continue into the circumstances of the death. At this early stage it is being treated as unexplained.”
Sources say the talented star died of a suspected overdose.
Gee ya think? You could have filed her coroners report 4 years ago.
In one of her latest performances in Belgrade, Serbia, Amy staggered on stage an hour late, appearing drunk and incoherent.
Her ‘performance’ was booed by 20,000 irate fans – some who paid a week’s salary to see her. Scores walked out in disgust.
Good. Good riddance. I’m glad she’s dead. If I were at the funeral I’d tip her coffin over and kick the corpse. First of all her music was annoying, but much more importantly she had every chance in the world to get clean, to get off drugs, to save herself. She chose not too. People begged her. She ignored them. This wasn’t some poor girl with no options. She had every option. She had access to the best care in the world. This isn’t someone who made a mistake or two or twenty. She was an addict and she thought it was cute. She bragged about it in her biggest hit. If she didn’t give a shit about her life why should I? If I had a loved one with a drug problem I’d dig Amy up and tie her up on their doorstep like a Halloween decoration. Maybe it would scare them into getting clean. Or if nothing else I could just wait until Halloween to do it and kill two birds with one stone. My house would be the spookiest!