Somebody get Marry Poppins on the phone and tell her to bring a sword in the handle of that magic umbrella because I think we have a new winner in the Stinky Diaper Parenting Awards. Who on earth decided it would be a good idea to let Amy Winehouse tote a baby around? It even looks like that whole sobriety thing was a joke, too. I mean, I could be mistaking that shot glass for one of those swish and spit cups of fluoride but we’ve all seen Winehouse’s messed up grill. When she smiles, I get this uncontrollable urge to kick a field goal.
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