Look here: I have a sixteen year old brother, and I love him to death, but you better believe if I ever caught him smoking I would beat him like a rented mule. However, Taylor Momsen is not my sibling, and is in fact a total C-U-Next-Tuesday. In fact, I fully approve of Taylor Momsen smoking, if only because the idea of her not existing anymore makes me happy. I'm not a bad person, but if you're basically going to tell Haiti to fuck off while plugging your shitty TV show and perfume, then, well, dying horribly might be a good move for your career. What I'm trying to say is, please die in a fire Taylor Momsen. (H/T to Gawker)