Smile Wino, You're Going To The Clinic AGAIN!
Our little Crackie of Camden put on her Saturday best and skipped off to rehab in London yesterday for like the billionth time this year. Hopefully, it'll stick this time!
Wino was taken to The Clinic (DUN DUN DUN) by her friend Blake Wood. Mitch Wino got on his soap box and told The News of the World that Wino just has a "chest infection" (aka a crack cough). Then Daddy Wino sang them a fucking aria, performed his comedy routine over the phone and promised to send their asses some autographed pictures of himself. Get your eye and ear plugs out, because now that Wino is back in rehab, Daddy Wino is not going to shut up his lips.
Below are a few more pictures of the Crackie of Camden flashing her delicious burnt butter teefs while making her way into the tank for more fun and games. Yes, I'm fully aware that she looks like a hobo rat with a bad case of meth pox who just crawled out of a dirty toilet, but that's not my issue with her appearance.
I'm concerned about the fact that her crackhive is missing! Put out a fucking APB! If the crackhive is not with her, shit must be serious. You know that scared crackhive is hiding under her bed, rocking itself to sleep to stop the visions. Don't you worry your hairy little head, Crackhive! Everything will be alright now that Wino is back in The Clinic, right? As long as she eats the Jello, she'll be fine. Eat the Jello, Wino! And then soak those teefs in some OxiClean!
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P.S. That black maggoty scab on my cheek alone, would make me scared enough to go to rehab.
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"Nice to meetcha' gosh darnit. I'm Jane Winebox, and this is my hubby, Joe Sixpack."
I give it less than 32 hours. pffft. She can't seem to comprehend the word, "No."
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"Nice to meetcha' gosh darnit. I'm Jane Winebox, and this is my hubby, Joe Sixpack."
Really, someone drag her ass to rehab. Those TEEFS!
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I don't wanna be buried in a pet cemetary
I don't wanna live my life aga-uh-in...