Somebody’s got to pay Blaaaake’s £30,000 rehab bill and it’s not going to be the government or the Crackie of Camden. Blaaake is currently trying to get the drug demon ripped from his body (True Blood shot out!), but he’s going to have to find another way to pay for it.
A friend of Wino’s told The Sun that she’s pissed off because Blaaake never told her he was getting out of the chokey. She found out from the neighborhood drug dealers who were screaming in excitement. No, she found out from reporters.
The friend said, “Blake thought he would click his fingers and she’d stump up the 30 grand. But so far she has refused. He’s not happy.”
Wino’s famewhore daddy, Mitch, said that she hasn’t seen her husband in a long ass time and she really doesn’t care. Mitch did a tap dance number and then said, “Blake is a no-hoper. I want Amy to forget about him. The best thing that could possibly happen is for them to go their separate ways.”
Fuck Blaaake! Why would Wino waste her cash on hist stupid rehab program when she can spend it on ice pops and crack! And what the hell kind of rehab costs that much? The trailer witch (second True Blood shout out!) will fix him up for $799!
Here’s Wino looking like a couture model on the Paris runways while walking around her neighborhood with her roly poly daddy.