Amy Wino used a lot of her booze fund to purchase her man-made chesticles and her pumped up lips, so she’s going to get her money’s worth by strutting them all over town. Last night, Wino stuffed her silicone sacks into a bra and took them out for a stroll around her old snorting grounds of Camden. Wino’s new chichi balls are so powerful that they ripped through that wife beater. Or maybe her tank top was just trying to escape. Yeah, that was probably it.
Here’s the next cover girl for Judy Blume’s Freckle Juice trying not to fall over while balancing two medicine balls on her chest yesterday.