As you know, it’s increasingly difficult to get through a week of culture without hearing or reading about Charlies Sheen’s latest lurid exploits. Historically they involve some ho or porn star and a couple gallons of booze in a hotel room — quarters the Two and a Half Men star invariably trashes (i.e. breaks a chair and musses the bed, or something) — followed by breathless record of their fraught time together. I don’t want to spend too long belaboring a post about not caring, but at some point, we really should take a moment to ask: Who cares? Enough, already!
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Enough, Already, About Charlie Sheen’s Hooker-and-Booze Antics
