Tom Sizemore Denies His Own Tale of President Clinton Banging Elizabeth Hurley

February 7, 2014 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments

Here’s an interesting conundrum. If you’re a fucked up junkie like Tom Sizemore who likes to ramble and rant and have your dick sucked on home video, are you more or less likely to be telling the truth being that you’re not in your right mind? Sure, junkies spew tons of nonsense because they’re brains are like Denny’s soft scrambled eggs. But they also have zero barrier for keeping secrets, which is why we shoot captured warriors full of the same narcotics guys like Tom Sizemore smoke and snort to make them spill their guts. So when Tom Sizemore rants about how Bill Clinton strong-armed him in 1998 into setting up a sexual tryst with Sizemore’s ex-model girlfriend Elizabeth Hurley, was it mindless babbling or God’s honest truth? In a taped recording somebody sold of Tom Sizemore to RadarOnline, the drug-addled formerly righteous actor told of a very detailed encounter with then President Clinton during a Saving Private Ryan screening at the White House, where Bill demanded Hurley’s phone number:

Give it to me. You dumb motherfucker, I’m the Commander-in-Chief of the United States of America. The buck stops here. Give me the damn number.

According to Sizemore, Clinton then called Hurley right up and after a quick bit of small talk, the President with the wandering dick moved right into play mode:

Listen Elizabeth, this is the President! I don’t have any time for this shit. I‘m keeping the world from nuclear war all the time. I’m sending a plane to pick you up.

Sizemore rambles on about how Hurley later showed up at the White House, was escorted back into some private area of the residence, and Clinton fucked her brains out for a long weekend. When the Sizemore tapes broke, Elizabeth Hurley immediately denied anything like that shit ever happened and got her lawyers involved. Not long after, Sizemore issued a statement disclaiming his own taped claims as being the ramblings of a fucked up man. But, again, do all the drugs make you a bigger liar or a bigger truth teller? And how many black helicopters were flying over his drug den when he felt compelled to set the record straight.

I doubt any of this shit ever happened. We know Clinton liked to bang girls on the side of the horribly mannish shrew he chose as his wife and career builder. But we also know he preferred the ladies who looked like the fourth most passable waitress at any given Marie Callendars. He was hardly a player in the big leagues. Not that he couldn’t have had JFK like access to tons of Hollywood actresses who thought he was the political messiah, but he preferred his gals with the more easily available truck stop girl appeal. Guys don’t usually move outside their comfort zone, even when they’re keeping the world from nuclear war.

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