Mel Gibson and his knocked up Russian toy Oksana Grigorieva were hanging out in the VIP section of at a new club in Los Angeles called Playhouse when a reporter-type from Life & Style tried to get all into his life. Hollyscoop says that the reporter pretended to be a “fan” and took a picture of Mel and OctoSana. Mel’s bodyguards immediately asked her if she was Jewish and when she said yes, they grabbed her camera to delete the pictures. I made up the Jewish part, but you know that happened.
The Life & Style reporter is a determined little bitch, because she sent her dude friend to take another picture. That’s when the booze in Mel’s veins started boiling over and he ripped off the crown of thorns from his head. Mel grabbed the reporter’s friend and tore his shirt. That was it. Of course, the dude with the ripped shirt shuffled over to the police station to cry that Mel hurt him. Dude filed a battery report.
Really, it was just a fucking shirt! I’ve seen ads on Craigslist (you can judge) from bitches who will pay good money for hos to come over and rip their shirts. In my circle, getting your shirt ripped off in the middle of a club is a pick-up line.
And unless you’re The Pope, the son of God or have titties made out of sugar, you don’t get near Mel. Mel has the passion of the crazy and he’s not afraid to show it.