Amy Wino is known for talking to bitches who buzz on her intercom. She’s like the crack version of Charlie. A French reporter sashayed up to her little talking box yesterday and Wino gave her an impromptu interview. Wino mainly talked about her Blake. Yes, she said Blake and not BLAAAAAKE. For real. Something in the crack pipe ain’t smoky. Or something like that. Seriously, Wino doesn’t sound like herself! What am I supposed to call her now? The Non-Crackie of Camden? The Cookie of Camden? The Caca of Camden? It’s just not the same…..
Who spiked her crack with vitamins?! Fess up!