This one's got it all: A drunk, aging, bitter former supermodel with a surgically reconstructed face twisted into a permanent look of disgust, horrified aspiring Finish models politely trying to deal with her alcohol-fueled nonsensical rants, hot blonds shocked at being called "dumb bitches" and "ugly" (which apparently, according to Dickinson, is an American joke), F-bombs, talk of needing to "eat, drink and shit being a model", a drunken fall down the stairs, and the declaration that "my leg doesn't work."

Or as I like to call it: Friday night at my place.

[Via our friends at BuzzCuts]