Kevin Spacey is pretty much going to Montgomery Clift it when it comes to the whole “loving peen on his tongue” thing. Go ahead and forward all of Kevin Spacey’s mail to the closet, because he’s not moving from there for a long damn while. While being interviewed for a Hollywood Reporter cover story, Kevin was asked about his personal life and the merkin on his head nearly caught on fire, because he didn’t like being asked about it and he didn’t want to talk about it. THR brought up an Esquire article from 1997 that mentioned that Kevin’s throat gets extra moist for peen tips. Kevin denied it at the time. Since then, Kevin has put a “DO NOT DISTURB, WHORES “sign on his closet door and wants to keep his personal shit private. When THR asked him about it, he spit this out:
“Let’s let people live their lives and do it the way they want to do it. All the chips will fall in the end, and we’ll all be judged by a much higher power than Entertainment Weekly can.”
“The chips will fall in the end“…. I don’t think I’ve done that gay sex act before. I better look that up. Kevin Spacey’s career wouldn’t change a bit if he came out, but really, we’ve all seen that picture of him staring at a twink’s ass like he was about to call Flat Rate movers and move permanently in between those ass cheeks. He wanted to live in there forever. Those glimmers in his eyes weren’t from the camera flash. It was from his eyeballs cumming over those boy buns. That picture said everything. But whatever, you do you (and who ever you want), Kevin. But will he please take that flattened and dead guinea pig on his head to the animal cemetery and give it the proper burial it deserves? That’s some shit that really concerns me.