The good people at Defamer have been keeping track of the whole Charlie Sheen-Denise Richards divorce nightmare. See, some people might think that when a guy is married to Denise Richards, he doesn’t need to go looking at porn, or, for that matter, paying porn stars for sex. But that’s not how the libido works.
I suppose it should be noted, for charity’s sake, that Sheen is denying much of this.
(Link contains rough language/unpleasant descriptions.)
Such is porn. Porn is never happy with pornself. Rather it seeks better and better porn. Even with a pornish wife, wives can get…stale. But porn is never stale. Porn is a stranger everytime. Porn is dying from consumption from the pornstem on down. Porn is getting high on flesh. Porn is the theatre of the animal mind. Porn. God help us. And Charlie Sheen.
Personally, I think anyone who marries Charlie Sheen should be collaterally estopped from raising this kind of thing in a divorce proceeding. I’m not saying that he doesn’t deserve a second chance or anything, just that – look at the guy’s track record. It’s like contributory negligence or caveat emptor or something…
Ok, that’s enough lawyer talk.
Thoughts from Howard Stern (from when it was revealed that yet another of Halle Berry’s husbands cheated on her): No matter how hot a chick is, there is some guy out there who is sick of banging her.
Ain’t love grand?
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