And who really cares about what the other nine are, because this picture is the only one that matters.
Paranoia however, would have to be another though.
ABC News says, “I had about 20 different conspiracy theories. I painted the windows in my apartment black so they couldn’t see in,” Fergie told Marie Claire, explaining that she thought the FBI was after her during her brief addiction to methamphetamines around 2001.
“One day, when I was about 90 pounds, a guy comes up to me. … I’m searching in the bushes for clues about whatever they’re after me for. I’m in a cowboy hat and red lips. He hands me a muffin. I’m thinking, he’s in on it,” Fergie said.
Maybe the Government just wanted to study her for scientific reasons? I am just guessing, but I doubt they were interested in hitting up a Starbucks with her. I expect a spaceship to break out of her face at any minute. World, be prepared, it will be the anti-Christ of all anti-Christ. Worse than the ending of Seven will be Fergie’s face exploding.
 
