Amy Winehouse visited her husband in prison yesterday and by now you’re probably feeling a strange, burning sensation in your retina. Maybe it’s because you’re looking at Amy Winehouse’s nether-regions. No need to thank me. I’m just doing my part to get everyone in the Christmas spirit. Now let’s go drink some egg-nog then, I dunno, pour bleach in our eyes. Fa la la la la!
Note: I added some pics of Amy with her super-fan. I always assumed Amy Winehouse frightened children and ate their souls, but I guess I was wrong. This little girl seems to be doing alright. At least until she gets home and realizes her wallet’s missing and her hands smell like death and vinegar. Hats off to her parents though. Way to dare your child to dream.