Remember Ryan O'Neal? Well, the story continues.
Farrah, the most beautiful of all Charlie's angels, passed away.
Unfortunately, this occurred the same day Michael Jackson turned in his dance card and Farrah's beauty was completely overshadowed by "Beat It" videos.
Ryan was super sad. He had told Farrah near the end that if she didn't make it, he'd be so sad, he'd die too.
Farrah said, cool. Cool, cool, cool! Stop taking the drug controlling your leukemia and join me!
Clearly not expecting to be taken up on his romantic, melodramatic talky-talk, Ryan continued to breathe.
In fact, Ryan was breathing hot and heavy on a beautiful blonde woman just after sending Farrah's casket away in the hearse.
"Got a drink on you?" Ryan said to the woman after she hugged him and said she was so sorry for his loss. "You have a car?"
Turns out the pretty blonde was Tatum, Ryan's daughter he hadn't seen in years.
"That's our relationship in a nutshell." Tatum later shared with Vanity Fair. "You make of it what you will."
We say, ick! Ick, ick, ick!
Anyone else see pimp and hooker in that last photo? Or is it just me...
No, flutterby, I see it, too.
And I seem to recall Tatum discussing incestuous encounters with ol' Dad when she was a teenager. I guess we interpret "bon vivant" a little differently!
"That's our relationship in a nutshell." Tatum later shared with Vanity Fair. "You make of it what you will."
Um yeah, I think we're all in agreement on this one. Yuck.
And people wonder why so many Hollywood kids are so screwed up...
Yeah, I'm going with the gang on this one. Bleck. I mean, egads, at least wait until you leave the funeral to hit on someone. Maybe go to a local bar and tie one on. Leave with the bartender or something like regular people do.
Tatum O'Neal wrote her biography, A Paper Life, in 2004 and it's such a compelling book. She tells stories of her father's drug abuse-how he frequently invited his kids to experiment with his stash. He abandoned his children even though he knew his ex-wife was mentally ill & strung out and could not care for them much of the time. I can't stand it when he's interviewed these days---he is so self-absorbed and loves to hear himself ramble on.