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Charlie Sheen Calls a Strip Club
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Category

Prank Call

Prank Caller

AntiVenom9808

Soundboard(s) used

Charlie Sheen

Victim(s)

Stripper

Length

1:34

Charlie Sheen calls a Strip Club and gets in a fast argument with one of the strippers, who insults his mother and asks to meet him so they can fight.

TranscriptEdit

Call #1

Stripper: Good evening, (censored). How can I help you?
Charlie Sheen: Winning.
Stripper: Hello?
Charlie Sheen: I'm tired. I'm so tired of pretending my life isn't perfect and bitching and just winning.
Stripper: (laughs) It isn't. Your life is all FUCKED up. Your life is a disaster.
Charlie Sheen: No way!
Stripper: Your life is a disaster.
Charlie Sheen: People are so, you know uh, mystified by this, uh, this-this-this-this odyssey that-that-that-that refuses to quit calling itself.
Stripper: Listen. Dude, I'm workin'. Call somebody else that gives a fuck. Alright? I'm working hard right now. I can't help you.
Charlie Sheen: Like in baseball, the scoreboard doesn't lie. Never has.
Stripper: Listen .. listen ...
Charlie Sheen: Yeah.
Stripper: You want me to connect you to one of my managers? I'm not gonna' answer-I'm not gonna' answer the phone again.
Charlie Sheen: Deal with it.
Stripper: Deal with it?
Charlie Sheen: Yeah.
Stripper: I'll fuckin' punch you in your FACE, motherfucker.
Charlie Sheen: Look what I'm dealing with man. I'm dealing with fools and trolls.
Stripper: Ok. How 'bout you deal with this. [*hangs up*]

Call #2 (final)

[*phone rings*]
Stripper: Good evening, (censored). How can I help you?
Charlie Sheen: Bring me a challenge somebody, bring me a frickin' challenge because, you know-
Stripper: You wanna' challenge? LISTEN motherfucker, meet me on the corner right now.
Charlie Sheen: Because I have real fame, they have-they have nothing, they have zero.
Stripper: You know what? Guess what? Your mother's NAKED on the pole upstairs.
Charlie Sheen: Bull S-H-I-T.
Stripper: I'm seeing her SQUAT on the pole right now. She's a disgraziato just like you, you loser.
Charlie Sheen: Quit panicking. No panic, no judgment.
Stripper: How big is your cock? Like two inches?
Charlie Sheen: Yeah.
Stripper: Two inches?
Charlie Sheen: Yeah.
Stripper: That's what your mother told me.
Charlie Sheen: Because I will not-I will not waste my precious time on-on-on-on such ridiculous nonsense.
Stripper: What a fuckin' loser you are. [*hangs up*]
[End of call]

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