James Franco is finally ready to take a stand against the gossip hounds of the world. He’s taking to the rooftops (of the Howard Stern Show) to shout out loud, “Hey world, I am NOT a sexual object. Stop your filth mongering. I did NOT have sex with Lindsay Lohan. …I may, however, have done some other stuff.” He told Stern,
All right, we maybe kissed … it was lame. This is meaningless in my life. When we made out, it was so long ago … I was like a nice guy. Like, OK, the kiss is enough. It was also sort of like, ‘What the hell am I doing?’ She was young.
This does nothing to help Franco’s recent “I swear I didn’t know she was underage” Instasgramdal. He went on to make neither of them look any good at all.
We were at this hotel during a very dark period of her history. It seemed pretty damn clear that she liked me. I’d come home late to the hotel and she’d come find me. I knew which room she was in and I’d see through the window like, “Oh there’s another party at Lindsay’s,” and she would come out to the pool area and find me. She even broke into my room one time because she was so at home there I guess they just gave her the key. And so 3 in the morning, I was on the couch and I open my eyes and there’s Lindsay in my room at 3 am and it’s like okay what do I do now. I read her a story.
Seriously, is this supposed to make Franco look like a gentlemanly victim? Cause, really, he just seems like a creepy enabler. Also, “I read her a story” is my new favorite slang for… well, anything, really.