2/08/2007
well that's fucked up...
Well, I had a big long thing to post today about a really funny story I overheard at work (the culmination of which was: "I got a cousin, that got a baby, and everytime that child come to my house he smell like reefer." The premise of the story is that the toddler can't sleep if he's not listening to snoop dogg.), but all that is put on hold because of this celebrity bombshell.
Anna Nicole Smith is dead. Wow. What a way to go out, strung out in a hotel room.
She truly is her generation's Marilyn Monroe.
When I read the headline on Smoking Gun, I thought it was a joke.
You don't need a recap because you've already been inundated with this story, but wow. Totally fucked up.
Also, her website won't load as of right now.