When Kate Moss heard of Pete Doherty’s recent biological assault on a cameraman, she was sooper pissed off. In fact, as a penalty for recklessly discharging his blood via syringe, she called him to her North London home and beat the crap out of him:

“She was angry about the blood-spraying thing. She beat the crap out of me. She laid into me punching and kicking.”

“I’m alright, but she hurt my finger. I couldn’t do anything back, because she’s a girl.”

The poor bugger probably thought he’d be experiencing some hot supermodel makeup sex or at least to laugh at his self-admitted impotent little penis, which would be a vague acknowledgment of his manhood.

Watch out, Pete! Now you’ve made another classy lady angry as well. Martinis do tend to sting the eyes, so I think you’re basically screwed, Mate!