Your Daily Crack-A-Lacka
It's been a while since I posted about my favorite train wreck and crackhead. And she is proving that no matter how much time goes by, she isn't getting any better. She emerged for a night out in Camden again looking like total shit.
She looks like those guys and crackhead ladies that hang out on street corners in the early hours of the morning. You never seem them at 10 pm or later. They are always out and about first thing in the morning. Begging for change, a lighter, or a cigarette. And if you ignore them they say one of two things to you. Fuck you or god bless you.
The women look so suntanned, leathery, wrinkled and dirty and their cigarette voices are so harsh you are not sure if it's a guy or a girl at first.
Thinking of all of this I am reminded that I have to make a new prediction on when she will die. But it doesn't matter those bastards won't let you vote more than once. I think you should be allowed to try again if your date has already come and gone.








Now I know what Keith Richards would look like with lipstick!
Posted by: Nitrogen | September 14, 2008 at 03:04 PM