To listen to Bobby Brown tell his sad tale of woe, you'd think him a wide-eyed naÔf being taken by the hand by a hollow-eyed, fur-coated ghoul named Whitney, led into a troll cave, and plied with all manner of illicit powders and potions. Today, our beloved gossip sober companion, Female First, has a few quotes from Bobby's upcoming biography, Bobby Brown: The Truth, the Whole Truth and Nothing But. He says:
"I never used cocaine until after I met Whitney. Before then, I had experimented with other drugs, but marijuana was my drug of choice. At one point in my life, I used drugs uncontrollably. I was using everything I could get my hands on, from cocaine to heroin, weed and cooked cocaine."
And not only did Whitney lead poor wee Brown down the road of narcotics and sauteed cocaine, but she did not offer her husband a life of bluebirds, picket fences, and casserole recipes from Redbook. Brown weeps:
"I think it [the marriage] was doomed from the very beginning. Within the first year we separated, with several more to follow. I think we got married for all the wrong reasons. Now, I realize Whitney had a different agenda than I did when we got married. I believe her agenda was to clean up her image, while mine was to be loved and have children. Whitney was under a lot of pressure. The media was accusing her of having a bisexual relationship with her assistant, Robin Crawford. In Whitney's situation, the only solution was to get married and have kids. That would kill all speculation, whether it was true or not."
Don't downplay the Greatest Love of All, Bobby. We're not talking about the love between crackheads or the love between the beard and the bearded. We're talking about the love that causes one to cock a finger and coax a dootie bubble out of one's spouse's rectum.
Whitney shows it off at MrSkin.com.
