Amy Winehouse doesn’t just have a penchant for cocaine and heroin; the British songstress also has a taste for some of the finer things in life. Like fine dining, for example. The Daily Mail quotes her as saying

“I went to a restaurant recently and my friend was like, ‘Do you remember the last time we were here? The head waiter carried you but you were trying to punch and kick us’. [I know] I’m a terrible drunk… but there are [still] certain instances where I’ll… come to work and be like, ‘Listen, if you want to have a nice day, please get me some alcohol’.”

Funny, I say the same thing when I get to work. Only I say it into a mirror. The one over my bed. And then I point my fingers like a gun and give myself a little wink and grab the bottle of scotch off the floor and start typing.¹ Yep, I’d say Amy Winehouse and I have just about the coolest fucking jobs in the world. Suckas!

¹_{Maybe I put pants on; maybe I don’t. It’s a mystery!}

Amy getting gussied up for a conjugal with Blake Fielder-Civil: