How Bad Is Gerard Butler’s Coke Problem? He Probably Just Banged Lindsay Lohan
Exactly a month ago, a freshly-rehabbed Gerard Butler showed up to the Vanity Fair Oscars party looking like a changed man with a new lease on life. If he had said he was going to crush a mountain into a wee vagina with his bare hands and have his way with it, goddammit, I would’ve believed him. Except he’s starting to look like this again (Which, naturally lead to this. *kisses fingertips* C’est magnifique, Photo Boy.) and, even worse, was spotted with Lindsay Lohan at her personal opium den, Chateau Marmont. People reports:
Soon, though, Lohan had another visitor: Gerard Butler, who arrived on the patio after midnight and sauntered over to the garden bar near where Lindsay and her friends were seated. The two were laughing and telling jokes, and Butler kept his hands on both sides of her chair as he leaned in close to talk. She was soaking up the attention and even asked him to come closer so she could whisper in his ear.
Butler seemed to be in a relaxed, great mood as he chatted up Lohan and his friends.
Jesus. So apparently Gerard Butler doesn’t just fall of the wagon, he flips the whole thing over, strangles the horses and then focks a bedeviled ginger lass on top of the wreckage. I’d almost want to say Sean Connery has an erection right now, but I’m pretty sure I never mentioned anything about punching the wee lass in the face. I’ll jsut go ahead and table that thought for now.