Mel Gibson's Assault On Our Souls Continues....
I'm about to file a restraining order against recording devices for continually raping my ears with a pack of Mel Gibsons. Radar has released the sequel to Mel's "You Look Like A Bitch In Heat" rant, and this one is 8-minutes of Lucifer's newest spokesperson raging and huffing like Boy George after doing a sit-up.
To say that Mel needs to smoke a bowl out of a bong made of Valium while getting a Valerian enema in anger management class is an understatement. Mel has more anger in one of his ass lips than Christian Bale, Bill O'Reilly and Alec Baldwin combined.
In this latest rant, Mel admits to beating on Oksana Grigorieva and says that she deserved it. Mel also threatens to bury OctoSana in a rose garden. That is probably the most romantic thing Mel Gibson has ever said.
You can listen to the whole thing below:
We should turn this into a drinking game. Every time Mel screams out "cunt", "whore," or "WHAT?!", we should pour a shot of rubbing alcohol into our ear hole. Kosher rubbing alcohol, of course.
And if you don't feel like ruining your Monday even more by exposing yourself to Mel's voice, here's some quotes.
"You make me want to smoke. You fuck my day up!"
"You should just fucking smile and bloooow me, because I deserve it!"
"Go to the goddamn jacuzzi yourself. Go fuck the jacuzzi! You have no fucking soul! And my soul is screaming, because you don't want to join mine!"
"I left my wife, because we have no spiritual common ground. You and I have none! You won't even fucking try."
OctoSana - "You need medication."
Mel - "WHAT!? WHAT!? I NEEEED A WOMAN! Not a little girl with a fucking dysfunctional cunt!"
OctoSana - "I'll call the police."
Mel - "WHAT?! WHAT?! You fucking cunt! You're in my house!"
OctoSana - "You're going to answer one day, boy."
Mel - "WHAT?! WHAT?! I'll put you in a fucking rose garden you cunt! You understand that? Because I'm capable of it!"
I couldn't help but not laugh every time Mel barked out, "WHAT!?!" That needs to be remixed.
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