I found the Blair Witch!

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There is a special place in hell for the papparazzi who developed and distributed this roll of film. There is not enough Visine in all the pharmacies in all the World to take the sting out of my peepers after I looked at Amy Winehouse in the woods. But for serious, am I the only one who looks at this picture and gets flashbacks of their Grade 12 History test on The Holocaust? What. The. Fuck?!? The worst part is when she dies, and she will, people are going to cry and weep even worse than when Aaliyah died (oh shit, remember how agonizing that was? Everyone was like "She was so..so talented". OMG, I would say she is on par with Rihanna...aka Marginally Talented). But at least Aaliyah's death was a huge shock; raise your hands if Amy Winehouse's death is gonna surprise you. Anyone? Anyone? Didn't think so. If I liked to place bets for money (and I do) I would put my life savings on Amy Winehouse dying within the next 8 months. Shit, imagine if Vegas bookies had weird bets? Put me down for $60 on Paris Hilton gets punched-in-face, and let's say...$120 on Jeremy Piven acts like asshole.

But for seres, can we not trick Amy Winehouse into doing a "documentary" on addictions, and then have her meet up with Ken Seeley from Intervention? It wouldn't take much; she is essentially the female Tyrone Biggums. She eat Peanut Butter and Crack sandwiches. SHAZAM!