So Amy Winehouse saved up some cigarette money and splurged on a new pair of tits. I’m a little torn, here – on the one hand, I’ll never begrudge a woman a fine set of hooters. On the other hand, this is kind of like repainting the porch of a house that is otherwise composed entirely of human excrement. To make matters worse, the paparazzi caught Wino on the streets with her new bazooms making a mad dash to escape her rapidly failing body. More pics here.
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