Jesse James Is In Rehab Now
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Because skanks are coming forward like a Spartan army to say he’s a douchebag and had sex with them, Jesse James finally realizes that he’s married to Sandra Bullock and has decided to
do what his PR people tell him to do because wtf man? Your wife is a millionaire Oscar-winner and you’re banging these truck stop hookers? What the hell is wrong with you? seek professional help with his addiction.
The facility — Sierra Tucson — specializes in drug, alcohol and sex addiction, as well as other disorders. TMZ broke the story last night. Multiple law enforcement sources have told TMZ when a CHP officer stopped Jesse last Friday on the 10 Freeway near Blythe, CA. — for driving without a front license plate and driving with tinted windows — James told the officer he was going to Arizona to try to save his marriage to Sandra Bullock. We have now learned from our law enforcement sources that James was specific — that he was going to a rehab facility in Tucson. A TMZ producer called Sierra Tucson and spoke with a therapist, who told us Jesse was at the facility and in fact had a 6 PM treatment Tuesday night.
Please keep in mind that this treatment facility was his second choice. Why? Because Sandra Bullock is awesome.
“He offered to go to the same rehab center that Tiger Woods went to if Sandra would support him and stick with him. She said ‘no,’ and that basically he’s the scum of the earth.” Bullock continues to live outside the family home. The source added, “[Jesse] is trying to show her he wants to recover. Sandra is tough and does not take humiliation well. It will take a lot more than Jesse going for a week to some clinic for her to even take him seriously.”
There’s no real rehab for Jesse James’ actual disease of being a piece of shit, so I’m not really sure what the point of this whole thing besides to garner sympathy where there is none. You fucked some skanks, you got caught, deal with it. Every woman in the world hates you and every man in the world wants to punch you in the throat because now we have to get interrogated by our women to see if we would ever do this. Well, yes, but to be fair, you don’t really have an Oscar now do you, sweetie?