Monday, March 14, 2011

Charlie Is A Cheap-Skate!



SONG FOR CHARLIE PUNY POCKETS:



I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me"
They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else
Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma's too thin; your daddy's too fat

Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it

You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if I gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight
You don't want to work, you want to live like a king
But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing

Get over it
Get over it
If you don't want to play, then you might as well split
Get over it, Get over it

It's like going to confession every time I hear you speak
You're makin' the most of your losin' streak
Some call it sick, but I call it weak

You drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag, you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter, bringin' everybody down
Complain about the present and blame it on the past
I'd like to find your inner child and kick its little ass

Get over it
Get over it
All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it

Get over it
Get over it
It's gotta stop sometime, so why don't you quit
Get over it, get over it!
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#foulball

Oh, come on, Sheen...cough up more green!!
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I checked-out Charlie Sheen's new website (which welcomes visitors with a ridiculous rendition of himself) and read the following notice:

"One dollar from each ticket to
"My Violent Torpedo of Truth/Defeat is Not An Option Show" LIVE
will be donated to the Red Cross Japanese earthquake relief fund"

Only ONE dollar from each ticket?!

Geez!!! Talk about tid-bits from tin can torpedoes, Sir!

Ahem.

You're sitting there in your 7 million-dollar Gilded Cage, acting like Mr. Stingy Sheen, in the face of a serious disaster...

...and you're only going to cough-up a lousy buck per ticket??

Puhleeze, Charlie!

It's not like you're going into receivership or just getting your footing on the open market.

Really, CS, I am surprised at you!

And furthermore, (No, I am not done yet) it would be really cool to ask for a free-will donation at the shows. But hey, Mr. "I-Just-Had-To-Fork-Out-Big-Bucks-For-My-Security-Guys"...I HAVE A CHALLENGE FOR YOU:

Why don't you figure-out how much money you spend on those red-and-whites in a year. Yeah, tally-up how much dinero you mash into your ashtray every fifty-two weeks, AND DONATE THAT MONEY to the cause!

I realize (just in case you think I didn't consider it) that you may have already made your own private donation. But a BUCK PER TICKET??? That is, you Woebegone Warlock, a public INSULT!

It's as if you're treating the situation in Japan like it's a minor after-thought!

One-dollar per ticket??! Damn, Sheen, is your overhead really that high??

-Shaking My Head-

I'm disgusted and that's that.

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