she needs 'hab like there is no tomorrow
you already know what this is about, for whenever kathleen starts going on her drug-free tour - it means she's everything but clean.
the front pages reported today that 'those close to' baby babble have come forward in an effort to help rehabilitate her from drugs and alcohol. they told the papers that she started doing blow again at the freak fest; mates fear that the doll's habit will get worse, and she'll go spiraling off the deep end.
please. the day kathleen stops doing drugs is the day all the dealers' hearts in the world stop beating. this will never happen. also, everyone knows baby babble dines on a breakfast of crack rock cereal with whiskey milk, heroin and cocain speedball sandwiches for lunch and a casserole made out of foilies, broken glass, crushed-up klonopins, fentanly strips and 40s for dinner - she has been for ages and won't quit until the fat lady sings. let's just give her some air and let her snort lines until her heart is content. i don't care what the front pages say - she likes the drugs and the drugs like her back! i guess the cat's out of the bag. she's high! she's high all of the time. she'd have to be, anyways, to wear that gross, crack smoke-stained bandanna.
the best part was when one of the sources said that when he pleaded with kathleen to go to a rehabilitation centre, she punched him in the nose and ran away. okay, you know that was maynard b. 'kraut! you just know it.
he added that she had trotsky hooked on 'dope' now - after injecting him with heroin for the first time. he also said he witnessed her shoot up other people, including one time, where the doll 'injected a young girl as she lie unconscious on on her kitchen floor.' say what? well, i guess if you grab a lethargic person by the hair and shake their head up and down, they just said, "yes, please slam me full of drugs."
the dailies did point out, though, something truly disturbing. they noted that essentially every time the beautiful one is strung out, she does the same shit! like, that filthy bandanna has replaced last year's nasty ballet slippers; loyal is the new jimmy kiss and cielo is like arcadia - only with far better speed. kathleen still eats candy, but i'm sure she'll continue to do that until her teeth rot out of her skull. trust.