The Charlie Sheen roadshow has been a real hoot to report on, mainly because we get to imply that Sheen likes bullying inanimate objects. Anyway, this story was a fun, multi-layered affair which involved a watch, drugs, someone hiding under a soap dish and Sheen’s family ignoring his destructo-evening.
The crying girl in question, Capri Anderson, spoke out about Mental Charlie, managing to cram in accusations of racial slurs and noting that he may have tried to strangle her.
Well, Sheen isn’t having any of that. In fact, he now going to sue her just to ensure that every waking minute of his life is embroiled in some kind of drama.
So what is he suing her for? Well, like Mel Gibson, he’s going down the whole ‘extortion’ route.
Sheen’s suit (that’d be a reference to the legal term as opposed to the clothes in Sheen’s wardrobe) claims that Anderson asked for $1 million to keep her mouth shut and the story out of the press as well as alleging that she made off with a $165,000 watch from the New York hotel room.
Capri told Good Morning America:
“I never expected the night would unfold the way it did.”
“He definitely was growing more intense as the night grew and went on. It’s hard to say being that it was my first time hanging out with him if it was normal of his everyday behaviour or not. He seemed like a very egotistical person.”
Cuh! Imagine that! An actor with an ego! Whatever next? A singer who thinks they’re actually contributing something of note to the world other than something to whistle?
Anyway, Anderson’s complaint accused Sheen of harassment in the second degree. If Sheen is found guilty, the actor could face a whopping 15 days in jail. Plenty of time to write a moving account in your prison memoirs eh, Sheeny?
The day after the incident, which saw Sheen getting a psychiatric evaluation (the tests proved ‘inconclusive’ as they couldn’t find a brain at all),? Anderson was contacted by the actor via text message which offered her $20,000 for her silence. We can only assume that the TV show she appeared on offered her $20,001.
Acting as an escort, she saw Sheen back to his room… just to make sure he was okay you understand. Capri recalls…
“At this point he was fairly intoxicated”
“I was sitting on the edge of a coffee table and he was serving us both drinks and he was snorting something.”
Olbas oil? DON’T BE SO STUPID. Apparently is was
“a white powdery substance.”
She then ‘fessed…
“There was a little bit of romance, if you will.”
Romance! Is that what they call it in Hollywood?! Then, with her kit off, things took a turn for the weird.
“When I became really uncomfortable is when he put his hands around my neck.”
Then, when Anderson asked Sheen to let go of her, he got all kinds of angry.
“He started throwing things. He threw a lamp. That was the first thing he picked up. And he threw it across the room at me. When he started throwing things at me I became shocked, scared.”
Charlie Sheen’s lawyer Yale Galanter responded to Anderson’s allegations Sunday night in a statement to ABC News with a really cheap shot.
“Ms. Capri never made any allegation of wrongful conduct on the part of Mr. Sheen the night of the incident. She has posted on her website that she was ‘fine’ after the incident but if you wanted to see more of her enter the web site for money.”
“We will defend this lawsuit vigorously and will never pay her a dime. These allegations against Mr. Sheen are completely false, and are a blatant attempt to cash in on his celebrity.”
Capri Anderson said that Sheen was a bit of a potty mouth.
“He was calling me a whore a lot. And he was yelling things like, you F-ing bitch. If you don’t come out here, I’m going to kill you. If I get in there, you’re going to be sorry. If I get in there, you … whore, you whore, whore. Like he just keep screaming and slamming on the door”
Go on. Admit it. We will if you will. The whole thing sounds like a brilliantly trashy night out and you wish you were there or, at least, had the ability to go completely cowshit mental like that once in a while.
Just us then?
Ah.
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