An irony is that his other son, who DIDN'T use the same phony Sheen name (Emilio Estevez) is nowhere near his bother Charlie Sheen in terms of fame, fortune and HIV notoriety.
OK, nevermind two Latinos who make the world think, via the last name, that they must be Irish.
Here's Martin once again turning a blind eye to the embarrassment of having a son who is one of the top assholes in all of Hollywood.
Spin Doctor Marty.
He's in "awe" of his son's courage? His son isn't couragous, he's demented. He didn't tell even half the whores and actresses he slept with that he had a deadly disease.
He spent several years in a psychotic cocaine-fueled state of outrageous lunacy, ripping up hotel rooms, screaming about having Tiger's blood, babbling about "winning" and chuckling about his lifestyle of 3-ways with porn actresses and, yeah, SHE-MALES.
Instead of just shutting his yap, Daddy has the nerve to call his trainwreck shit-head son "courageous?"
Charlie, whose teeth tell out from meth abuse, grinned with his fake choppers all through his HIV-fuckfests. The only reason he came forward yesterday is because the tabloids put out a massive "Guess who is HIV Positive" blitz and made to clear almost every famous name except HIS.
With others (like Antonio Banderas) probably ready to out the asshole anyway, to preserve their own privacy, Charlie had no choice but admit he was the guy every media website was talking about.
"If I had that much courage I would change the world," says Martin. Now we know where Charlie's incoherent babble comes from.
My question now is if Charlie has so much courage and can change the world, why isn't he in Syria?
Go ahead, Chuckles. Go to Syria. Fuck some whores there. Spread HIV over there. Go fuck yourself over there.
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