I don’t know if Amy Winehouse is constipated or just trying to stave off a session of explosive diarrhea from spraying out of her bottom. But what I do know is that her ass should doubtless be measured with a protractor from here on out, because it makes a damn near perfect 45-degree angle. Isosceles triangles all over the place must be so jealous!

Someone should delete Amy Winehouse’s entire Wikipedia entry and put this picture in its place. If anyone is looking for an Amy Winehouse biography, all they need to see is this photo of Amy passed out on a pub bench at 9:30 AM in the morning after a fight with her boyfriend and hitting up two other bars and restaurants. Never has one photo summed up someone’s entire life so succinctly. When Amy dies, there will be no eulogy. There will be just this picture.

Amy Winehouse already got a replica of CoCo’s ass balls implanted on her chest, and now she wants a matching pair for her butt area. That’s what one of her friends told The Sun.

Amy Winehouse spent £35,000 on a breast enlargement [and] boosted her bust from a 32B to a 32D, but she’s is now said to be hooked on surgery and planning another breast enlargement and even bum implants.

‘Amy loves her boobs,’ a source [said]. ‘She thinks by having another operation and bum implants that she will achieve her dream pin-up look.’

While I was on board with Wino’s transformation from creature of the crackhouse to the star of MTV’s “Becoming Jodie Marsh,” I don’t know if I can co-sign her getting breast implants on her ass. First of all, bitch’s asshole is probably going to suffocate and that’s sad. Second of all, does she really wants to look like Gargamel’s head on Jessica Rabbit’s body? Actually, that sounds kind of hot.

Here’s Amy Winehouse with her new tits in Camden last night.