In the three years since Charlie Sheen’s bizarre meltdown, the actor has toned down his antics considerably, coming out of the woodwork ever so often to issue a dictum on topics of personal interest, like Two and a Half Men or Rob Ford.
But on Thursday, Sheen sharpened his claws and dug into singer Rihanna in a lengthy Twitter screed after the singer refused to meet his fiancee at a restaurant.
According to Sheen, who seemed to recall the encounter in verse, he and fiancee Scottine Sheen (formerly porn star Brett Rossi) were out to dinner for the latter’s brithday when they learned that Rihanna was sitting at a table nearby. “I sent a request over to her table to introduce my fiancé Scotty to her, as she is a huge fan,” Sheen wrote, adding that “personally I couldn’t pick her out of a line-up at gunpoint.”
Unfortunately for Scottine (but luckily for Sheen, who wrote that a potential encounter “would have been 84 interminable seconds of chugging Draino and ‘please kill me now’ that I’d never get back”), Rihanna sent back word that there were too many photographers outside and a meeting was not possible “at this time.”
“At this time? AT THIS TIME??” Sheen wrote. “Lemme guess, we’re to reschedule another random 11 million to 1 encounter with her some other night…?”
Sheen blasted Rihanna for determining him and his fiancee “not KOOL enough” for a meeting with her, branding her “the Village Idiot” and mocking her powder-pink hair.
“See ya on the way down,” Sheen wrote. “It was a pleasure NOT meeting you. Clearly we have NOTHING in common when it comes to respect for those who’ve gone before you. I’m guessing you needed those precious 84 seconds to situate that bad wig before you left the restaurant.”
The actor also offered a tip to Rihanna on how to deal with her discomfort around the paparazzi: “f this ‘Prison of Fame’ is soooooooo unnerving and difficult, then QUIT, junior!”
For her part, Rihanna appears to have responded to Sheen’s rant on her own Twitter feed, writing. “Goooorrrrrrlllllll (sic),if that old queen don’t get (his) diapers out of a bunch,” before posting an image captioned “When I’m about to go off and my subconscious be like: nah, chill b.” (National Post)