"(Pete Doherty) Offers me heroin and ecstasy but not crack"



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Troubled junky rocker Pete Doherty is back in the news today (Is he ever out?). When last we left Our Fearless Leader he was scratchitti-ing Kate Moss' name onto his gold Jaguar with keys ("I love Kate 4 eva") and *allegedly* setting up a tryst with the waif supermodel. There's more. According to those intrepid Page Sixxies:

"PETE Doherty sure knows how to get an interview off the ground. When Rolling Stone's Mark Binelli tracked down the junkie ex-boyfriend of Kate Moss in a ramshackle drug den in Hackney, England, Doherty kicked off the Q&A by snort ing some heroin. 'Over the next three hours, Doherty will also smoke crack, shoot heroin and take an 'ecstasy' pill,' Binelli relates. 'He does all of this casually, and openly, except for the shooting up, which he performs near the kitchenette, with his back to us."

To the manner born to the habit bred. Actually, it is the height of manners to turn one's back and offer the most impish over-the-shoulder "Look at how silly I am" smile while doing hunk. And, for the terribly chic, one always uses the soup spoon to cook up one's smack.

"He offers me heroin and ecstasy but not crack."

Crack is kind of personal that way, my dear. One doesn't give up one's crack to just anyone. It's special. One can be married for many years and still not yield ones crack to one's mate. Unless, of course, you are a rentboy. (Exaggerated cough suggesting feigned detachment)

"I decline. The more drugs Doherty does, the more he seems to relax. He never becomes incoherent, though occasionally he seems confused.'"

As are we, Keemo Sabe. As. Are. We. (Page Six)