The friends that I’m talking about are Spliff and Vodka. Wino’s other best friend, Crack Pipe, couldn’t come out.
The Crackie of Camden was out in London early this morning doing what she does best. I’m jealous that she gets to walk around with a bottle of vodka like that. It would make me the happiest hobag in the entire world if I could just walk the streets with a huge bottle of vodka without getting lip from the police. Instead, I have to take the time to pour that shit into a water bottle. Wouldn’t that be ironic if Wino actually had water in that vodka bottle? Yeah, not a fucking chance. It’s probably liquid crack, if there is such a thing.
Here’s Wino with Mick Whitnall and her hooker friends walking the streets this morning. When I first saw her acid wash jeans, I immediately thought, “Is this bitch on crack?!” But I really should have thought, “Is this crackhead on vegetables?!”