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December 1, 2014 | celebrity | matt-ralston | 0 Comments
Scott Stapp’s wife failed to get a psych hold on her addled husband so she’s going to the more intrusive option of having a conversation with him. Rumor has it she’s been angry ever since she dropped the “Do you know who my husband is” line at the 40 year junior high reunion and a chorus of laughter broke out while the guy with the red face who plays a lot of golf called her a retard and got high fived. Just because you got implants doesn’t mean you aren’t still the smelly girl. Stapp has been babbling incoherently about not doing meth while he’s high on meth and the wife was trying to get him committed. Fortunately in a state where they serve bath salts with brunch, being crazy is still legal. I don’t need my chick locking me up because I listen to Alex Jones on the commute. It’s a fine line. On one hand you have a guy who needs help, on the other you’re charging Julian Assange with false rape. At least we’ll always have Creed to make fun of and ostracize the people who look offended. Go Marlins.
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