Looking at Courtney Love makes us realize that the rectum, besides the obvious, is not just a place to hide illegal substances, but also a quiet and safe location for our penis to hide when it gets scared…just in case she wants to do a little bit of chit chat with it…
In all seriousness, the only thing separating Courtney Love from an unwashed, dishevelled, foul-smelling, foul-talking, drunk, demented hobo is a shopping cart and a home made out of a cardboard box…come to think of it, a homeless woman is more well-fed than her (see frighteningly thin and wrinkly arms). Courtney made this point all too clear as she stumbled around NYC after an afternoon drinking session with a friend, swearing and sticking her tongue out for the paparazzi.
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At least Carradine had the underground martial arts ninjas story to counter his suicide. Cobain just has, “He married some skank who then killed him and made it look like a suicide”
Yeah but Carradine was apparently partial to a little bit of the old incest, plus the way in which he dies was pretty embarrasing with him accidently killing himself while having a wank.