I know that if you don't like something, you're supposed to stop paying attention to it so it will go away, but I can't help it, you guys: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH JAMES FRANCO?
It's just ... seriously, what is his deal? Between that sweaty, creepy half-naked selfie he posted then promptly deleted and his leaked attempt to hook up with a 17-year-old girl, which may or may not have been a publicity stunt, I can't tell if he's embroiled in some Andy Kaufman-esque performance or if he's legitimately unhinged. And now a couple months after publicly slamming Lindsay Lohan's infamous "sex list" ("I can’t believe she put me on that private list, she’s so delusional!"), James Franco has published a short story in Vice titled "Bungalow 89," and it's a name-dropping hot mess in which describes his night with Lindsay.
Excerpt: She said, “Open the door, you bookworm punk blogger faggot.”