In this first picture, you can see that smokin' crack was a little more important that making sure her dress wasn't caught in the door. Oh, and the handicap sticker is an added bonus.
Lady Crack Rock.
Remember those bitter beer face commercials? Well, so does she.
This is her Boyfriend, or son, or maybe both. Who the hell knows. But as you can guess this guy is a true number all on his own.
This is another wonderful addition to our website, Crack Head Bob. I guess he stops by pretty often and hopefully when can get some more coverage or him. Here is trying to borrow a crack pipe from Lady Crack Rock and her boyfriend/son.
Later, Crack Head Bob shows us his sportin' shopping cart. As comfortable as it seems I don't think the color matches his gyms shorts over his jeans look. He must still be morning over Michael Jackson death being that he only wears one glove at a time. The water heater isn't his but he wanted it to be and was hoping he could sell it away as his and collect money from some food (aka drugs). Before he took off I saw this guy pick up an old cigarette butt from the ground and lit it up like it was his own.
Well, the fun can't last forever. Lady Crack Rock walks away into the sunset with her pouch named Budweiser (literally, the dogs name is Budweiser). So, I wonder is the cats name Natural Ice? 
Will Lady Crack Rock ever return? And what adventures will she bring with her next time?
