Gary Coleman discussing his sex life on television. Yup...civilization is officially dead.
Looting party!!!!
(I am loving her with my brain. Um, Gary...wrong body part.)
Posted by Melvin Ayatollahofrock'nrolla at 3:32 PM
Labels: Gary Coleman, Shannon Price
3 comments:
the whole marriage was a deal to get on TV anyway, it was fake. They do this show, then whats next? They will milk this as far as it will take them. It's payday!
Yeah, this is just one big, retarded excuse to trot out Gary Coleman's freakshow of a life for everyone again. He agreed to it because he's a shameless tool who wants to avoid growing the fuck up for as long as is humanly possible and he relies on these gimmicky little media spots to make his living. You're a whiny little bitch, Gary. Try getting a job and some dignity.
Oh - and at about the 1:06 mark, the judge is obviously trying not to laugh in their faces when she asks them about their sex life. She's all, "girl, ain't nobody want to talk about fucking Arnold Jackson but you. You trippin, but thanks for taking him off our hands. Shiiit."
Poor Gary should have himself grafted to the head of some big black stud. That way, he continue to love the Mrs. with his mind while some lucky Mandingo drills the ugly outta her.
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