...but i secretly love amy winehouse. and grandpa, you can stop reading this post right now. and i just, for one teensy weensy night in london, want to party with her. and we might get arrested and we might get into a brawl and mascara will certainly run and stockings will be torn and cell phones will fall into toilets, but i want in anyway. and as long as i'm going to be pushing my luck, i want to invite courtney love to come along. maybe just as our driver. you have to go big with these things...these alter egos. at least i think that's what amy would say.
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