
You can say plenty of bad things about Courtney Love. Many, many terrible things. But no one can deny that the woman can be relied on to deliver the crazy. Now that she’s nailed down her claim to the Mother of the Year title, Courtney has moved on to channeling her inner Hannibal Lector by expressing an unhealthy interest in Keith Richards’ liver. In fact, if she ever meets the man, Courtney plans to zoom right in on that organ:
I don’t know what I’m gonna say to him, but I’m gonna touch his liver and I’m gonna let him touch my liver and it’ll be awesome. I’m gonna make him lift up his shirt and I’m gonna say, “Can I touch your liver?”
Keef has led something of a charmed life, so even if he and Courtney meet she’ll probably be unable to set her deranged plans into motion. All the same, he might want to be cautious if Courtney invites him over for a pleasant dinner of fava beans and a nice Chianti. Of course, knowing Courtney she’s probably planning a menu featuring Keith’s liver, Spaghetti-Os, and a couple of Jager bombs, so it would probably be best just to pass on that invitation altogether.



















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