Hollywood superstar battling with AIDS ?

i seriously think Anonymous Coward 63875705 is Charlie.

i seriously think Anonymous Coward 63875705 is Charlie.

A friend said the Mods are going to release the actors name at 11pm NYC time.

Can't wait. Start the count down.

I got hiv blood, man. My brain...fires in a way that is - I don't know, maybe not from this particular terrestrial realm.

I'm bi-winning. I win here and I win there. Now what? If I'm bi-polar, aren't there moments where a guy like crashes in the corner like, 'Oh my God, it's all my mom's fault!' Shut up! Shut up! Stop! Move forward

I probably took more drugs than anyone could survive. I was banging seven-gram rocks, because that's how I roll. I have one speed, I have one gear: Go.

4 hours to go.

Come on Mods!

Mods please tell us the name as promised it is after 11pm. We all suspect it is Wilfred Brimley but please post the name to confirm.

In all seriousness I've had a little too much to drink and may have uttered ramblings the simple people can't follow. However it's been a hard week. Trolls and Lawyers are trying to take money from my children.

4 hours to go.

Come on Mods!

Sad to say but Chucky shoulda stuckta banging seven gram rocks

Yeah. Bangin trannys didn't work well for him.

Yeah. Bangin trannys didn't work well for him.

Winner winner chicken dinner winner winner sheen dinner

I got hiv blood, man. My brain...fires in a way that is - I don't know, maybe not from this particular terrestrial realm.

I’m tired of pretending like I’m not special. I’m tired of pretending like I’m not bitchin’, a total freakin’ rock star from Mars.

I'm bi-winning. I win here and I win there. Now what? If I'm bi-polar, aren't there moments where a guy like crashes in the corner like, 'Oh my God, it's all my mom's fault!' Shut up! Shut up! Stop! Move forward

I'm sorry, man, but I've got magic. I've got poetry in my fingertips. Most of the time — and this includes naps — I'm an F-18, bro. And I will destroy you in the air. I will deploy my ordinance to the ground.

I probably took more drugs than anyone could survive. I was banging seven-gram rocks, because that's how I roll. I have one speed, I have one gear: Go.

I fire back once and this contaminated little maggot can't handle my power and can't handle the truth. I wish him nothing but pain in his silly travels especially if they wind up in my octagon. Clearly I have defeated this earthworm with my words -- imagine what I would have done with my fire breathing fists.

It's perfect. It's awesome. Every day is just filled with just wins. All we do is put wins in the record books. We win so radically in our underwear before our first cup of coffee, it's scary

If you borrowed my brain for five seconds, you’d be like, ‘Dude! Can’t handle it, unplug this bastard!’ It fires in a way that’s maybe not from, uh… this terrestrial realm.

No. Not going to. Period. The end. I blinked and I cured my brain. Can't is the cancer of happen.

It's perfect. It's awesome. Every day is just filled with just wins. All we do is put wins in the record books. We win so radically in our underwear before our first cup of coffee, it's scary

I got hiv blood, man. My brain...fires in a way that is - I don't know, maybe not from this particular terrestrial realm.