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this is the type of “news” i live for, i’m telling you!
today, for reasons we’ll probably never know or understand, the doll did a live broadcast from the pretty people studios about her foray into the loony bin. she was basically the 2k18 lisa rowe.
again, not sure what prompted this desire to spill all the beans and let all the cats out of their bags, but it happened. she started by saying, “you know that movie girl, interrupted?” and us, the audience, nodded slowly and apprehensively. “well, that was my 2018.” let’s not lie, doll - it was probably a chunk of your 2019 too.

baby babble went on to say that she was hospitalized and sent to rehab after her PR agent said she “just took a bit too many pills” and that jimmy kiss found her on the bathroom floor. apparently she was unresponsive, even to some of her favorite words : foilie, lollies, spliff, fizzy drink, sugar, punk rock, kiss, etc.
at that point, jimmy decided to 5150 her and have her hospitalized for 48 hours that, um, led to several months. “i wasn’t eating,” she said, “just drinking tea and smoking spliffs.” she forgot to mention the many nights of being cracked-out, playing magical tunes off her glass trombone.

she mentioned the possibility of turning her days in the cuckoo’s nest into a memoir, but said that under the recommendation of her doctors, it wasn’t “the right time.”
but it is the right time for some anti-psychotics, it sounds!

she ended her trip down memory lane that lead to the nuthouse with, “but i’m all better now. i’m allowed to have yogurt, a cup of soup and…hazelnuts. and when i go for therapy, they let me play with the cats - when i first got there, i was on the third floor because they thought i was going to jump out the window.” cool! yeah, she sounds 100% better.

……NOT! psyche! please pray 4 her.

in news you didn't know that you truly needed in your life...today whilst on the arcady radio programme, baby babble deviated from whatever relevant plugging the PR agent had planned and started spinning yarns of yesteryear.

the talking head asked her what she was scared most of and the doll took us all back to a time that may or may not have happened.

you would think that since kathleen is a big, famous, flip-floppity jillionaire, she would be most scared of crazed fanatic murderers or rogue paparazzos or something; but no. the doll said her biggest fear is a fiery crash in either a plane or helicopter, but specifically a helicopter because she's already been there, done that and got the tee-shirt!

babygirl went on to say that she is still under some sort of (probably fake) non-disclosure from the fantasy lawsuit, but that in 2012, a fancy, rich-people-only helicopter that she was being ferried on blew a propeller or something. she was crammed elbow to elbow in the bird with ludo ludovic and the lost boys. for about twenty minutes, she said, they experienced hella scary turbulence and the whole life-flashing-in-front-of-your-eyes situation. kathleen went on to say that the flight error took place over a wintry forest night and she was pregnant.

so far, sleuthing fans have come up with - you guessed it - a whole lot of nothing on this story. kathleen didn't really say where she was at the time, just that it was 2012 and you had to be there. generally speaking, not many live to tell the tale about a helicopter going down and not on purpose, but ok….

LOL. all i can say is - i'm glad that 7 years ago, the doll's helicopter didn't take a nose dive into a patch of trees. i would have no one else to judge and love at the same time.