She's bankrupted several small to medium sized South American countries due to her insatiable hunger for opiates, yet Amy Winehouse keeps going. She's like the Energizer Bunny of crack. Except instead of being covered in cute pink fuzz, she's covered in weeping chancres, and instead of carrying a large drum, she carries a glass pipe that she clanks against a frosty mug of beer, baring her terrifying chops to scream, "Barkeep! Bring me anovver, luv! And this toime, put some ketamine in it!" OK, similes over, the lady went to the hospital on Sunday. Go tell it on the mountain, Yeeeah!:
A source close to the troubled singer said: ì[She and Blake] had a screaming row. She was beside herself after the call ñ and she just totally lost it. [The bender afterward] didnít stop until she was [seizing] on the floor on Sunday.î
Amyís spokesman confirmed she was taken to hospital on Sunday but claimed she had ìa bad reaction to the combination of medication she has currently been prescribed.î
Oh! Legal medicine prescribed by a physician! Well OK then.
