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Charlie Sheen is sitting on stage tweeting. Guy behind me just yelled, "I want my money back!"
Sheen has lost control of the crowd. He left the stage and ordered some music. Rapper onstage now.
Sheen: "What stories do you want to hear?" Everyone is yelling, booing.
Sheen: "I'm having a great time!"
Charlie Sheen is sitting on stage tweeting. Guy behind me just yelled, "I want my money back!"
Sheen: "Tell the guy next to you booing to shut the --- up so the rest of us can enjoy the show."
Sheen has lost control of the crowd. He left the stage and ordered some music. Rapper onstage now.
Crowd booed the 'Winning' video, which features Snoop Dogg, not Charlie. People are leaving. The end? Charlie didn't say goodbye!
And so ends Charlie Sheen's first live show. Wow.
Even still, it appears that Sheens self crucifixion was fairly profitable enough.
The problem is that he doubtfully has the presence of character or mind to realize he has worn out the welcome as a result of this, time to STFU, get clean and retire.
Although, I can only imagine the succubus of fame, as well as the siren of desire and greed, likely embodied by "the goddesses" will push him over the cliff of overdose via the sweet whispers of encouragement to milk the nectar of his success to the last bitter drop.
I predict he is dead within 24 months.