|About Charlie Sheen…
Well sports fans, yet another celebrity bad boy story. To recap Charlie’s late night Monday, he meets with his ex wife, Denise Richards and their two children. They have dinner at a nice restaurant in New York. Charlie brings at least one, maybe two, escorts – you know – hookers.
Charlie is drunk and doing blow it was thought. He’s loud and yelling. At some point during the meal he leaves the table headed for the restroom with one of the escorts. It’s reported that he was gone for a long time.
Wonder what they were doing?
Sheen spent the night in his room with at least one of the escorts. His wife and kids were next door in a large suite. And at around 2 a.m. the NYPD were called to Sheen’s room for a disturbance of some sort. In the room Sheen was naked, mumbling to himself on the bed. His was hand bleeding from a glass he had broken earlier.
And in his closet, locked up, was the hooker.
Sheen allegedly locked her up because in his drunken stupor he thought the young lady had stolen his wallet. Maybe she had. Police asked him WTF was going on? And Sheen said, “She just wouldn’t shut the fuck up.”
His ex wife and kids said they heard nothing and wanted to stay out of it.
You can’t write this stuff.
If anyone needs a reality show it’s Sheen. He’s great – better than Mel Gibson or Brett Favre. I mean, this guy is television’s highest paid sitcom star at $2.1 million a week for his 10 year run on Two and a Half Men.
That’s like 40 million a year. Not bad.
He’s now middle-aged, pushing 50 and loves banging hookers.
Sheen once made the now-famous statement, “I don’t pay them to come over, I pay them to leave.”
Well unless he thinks they took his wallet!
Hey, I love this guy. Great actor. Two time Academy Award nominee. Wall Street and Platoon. Strong acting family, with dad Martin Sheen. And don’t forget brother Emilio Estevez.
Should we be mad or feel bad?
None of the above. This again is America.