Babyshambles wrapped up the recording of their second long-playing pile of shite last week and threw a party at the recording studio. Unfortunately, Kate Moss was away working, so Pete was, in theory, all alone.
All alone that is until the paragon of common sense that is Courtney Love heard about the do and invited herself along, making it quite clear that she was a big fan of the fat junkie, wanted to further their relationship along the lines of some of the old 'in-out', and making it very clear his engagement to Moss wasn't an issue.
Saying 'no' to Courtney is as pointless as telling a joke to a dog. Remember the way she stalked Kurt Cobain relentlessly, like a lop-sided, sex-obsessed Terminator, and how she fucked up Edward Norton's life before he ran away screaming.
What is this strange emotion I'm feeling? Is it pity for Doherty? Is it fuck! I want them to get together, just so I can see the hideous spawn they'd produce, like toddlers but more watery and covered in cold sores.
