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$2,087.04 and one trip with Charlie Sheen. That's what sent porn star Ginger Lynn to federal prison.
On her first night inside, at 2 a.m., 2 guards opened the door of her cell.
In the video below, she tells what happened next.
They had seen her movies. They told her what they loved watching her do on camera.
"My head went straight to the prison movies I'd actually done in porn. I'm going, okay, this is it. I'm going to be r*ped and beaten."
She was crying. They laughed at her and left.
That night she'd been handed prison underwear with blood stains on it. "I didn't even have a parking ticket."
It started when she refused to testify against 64 adult film producers. "My grandpa didn't raise any snitches."
Then the government brought all 64 in. 62 of them testified against her.
She says she paid all her taxes. The $2,087.04 deposit had no 1099 form. The jury found her guilty anyway. 3 years of probation, 750 hours of community service.
She did the hours knitting in a strip club dressing room between shows. Over 100 blankets for Vietnam vets.
Then she ran into Charlie Sheen on the beach in Cannes. He asked her to come to Vienna. She went. That broke her probation. 4 months and 17 days in federal prison.
She was convicted in 1991. 9 years later, she was in the AVN Hall of Fame.
She wouldn't testify against 62 people. 62 people testified against her.
"I went from wearing come f*ck me shoes to f*ck you shoes."
Was Ginger Lynn punished for $2,087, or for refusing to talk?
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"@TheRealMikeEpps always will show up for me, and I'm going to always show up for him." - @icecube
Watch the full episode on Club Shay Shay's YouTube!
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In 2011, the six lead voice actors of The Simpsons were paid $440,000 an episode. Fox threatened to cancel the show unless they agreed to a 45% pay cut.
Harry Shearer, the voice of Mr. Burns and Ned Flanders, offered to cut his pay by more than 70% for a tiny share of the profits. Fox said no, and two years later it sold the reruns for at least $750 million.
In the video below, Shearer is asked why The Simpsons became such a hit. "The acting. Next question," he jokes.
Fox wanted to pay each of the lead actors $250,000 an episode. Fox said it could not produce future seasons "under its current financial model."
The actors offered to drop to $300,000 for a share of reruns and merchandise, and were turned down. Then Shearer said their salaries were "ridiculous by any normal standard," but producers with a profit share got far more.
His agents asked how low his salary would have to go to make a profit share possible. They "were told there was no such number."
That week, the actors took about a 30% cut with no profit share, and the show got two more seasons. Two years later, Fox's studio sold the reruns to its own cable channel, FXX, for a record sum.
Could Fox really not afford $440,000 an episode for its Simpsons voices, or did it just refuse to share profits?
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Betty Guadagno charged $300 for sex the first time she sold her body in New York City. By the end she was charging $20 - missing most of her teeth, face covered in open sores, cutting herself open with razors because she believed insects were living underneath her skin. She pimped out other women to feed her own heroin addiction. Her parents killed themselves together. She's a recovery coach now. This is the part of her story nobody talks about.
Betty grew up in a family where addiction wasn't a phase - it was a bloodline. Her parents were children of addicts. Their parents were children of addicts. Generational destruction passed down like a surname with no one breaking the cycle and no exit in sight. By the time her mother and father committed double suicide in October 2007, Betty was already deep in the streets of New York - homeless, strung out on heroin and meth, selling her body to strangers for just enough to get through the next few hours. She had a list of ten drug dealers she called on rotation. One main supplier she spoke to every single day for ten years straight. Never enough money to buy in bulk. Just enough for that day's fix. Every morning for a decade - the same phone call, the same voice, the same transaction, the same needle.
Then one morning, everything stopped. She called her main dealer - the man she'd spoken to daily for ten years. He picked up and said: "I found Jesus. I want to be a good father. I'm out of the game. Don't ever call me again." He hung up and blocked her number. Ten years of daily contact - gone in ten seconds. She called the second dealer. Same thing. Found Jesus. Done. Blocked. The third. The fourth. The fifth. All ten dealers on her list - none of whom knew each other, none of whom had any connection beyond selling Betty heroin - every single one told her the exact same thing on the exact same day. She hit the streets desperate, bought bags from the projects, and every single one turned out fake. One fell out of her pocket. Another got soaked in the rain. Every possible thing that could stop her from getting high happened at once - as if something had decided she was done whether she wanted to be or not.
Day three of heroin withdrawal hit. The worst day. Betty described it like this: her blood felt like lava pumping through her veins. Her bones felt like broken glass grinding against each other with every breath. Her skin was on fire and freezing at the same time. She was vomiting, convulsing, soiling herself on a bed she couldn't get out of. She wanted to kill herself just to make the pain stop - but she was so weak she couldn't reach a knife or walk to a corner store. Trapped inside her own body with no heroin, no dealers, no way out, and no strength to end it.
Then she heard a voice. It told her she could request what she wanted fixed. Lying in her own filth, barely conscious, she whispered: "I want to no longer be physically dependent on heroin." Not all drugs - she still wanted meth, still wanted acid. Just heroin. The voice told her to close her eyes and count backwards from ten. She saw a vision of two small men in white lab coats carrying tiny lawnmowers, mapping out the landscape of her mind. A plunger pressed down on the crown of her head. A blinding white flash. And it was over. Day three of the worst heroin withdrawal of her life - gone. No symptoms. No pain. No craving. Nothing. She threw herself on the floor sobbing to a god she had never once believed in: "Why would you do this for me? I'm a drug addict. I'm a prostitute. I'm a pimp. I'm a terrible human being. Why me?" The voice said: "You're worthy of all the love in the universe."
Today Betty Guadagno is a recovery coach. Every cell in her body has regenerated since those days - she says the woman who sold herself for $20 on the streets of New York doesn't exist anymore, not a single cell of her remains. But does a voice inside your head count as divine intervention when it takes ten unconnected drug dealers finding Jesus on the exact same morning to make it happen?
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"All the people that were around Teddy Pendergrass and that were supposed to be his friend, fled." - Stephanie Mills
"Sad. ... That had to break his heart." - @ShannonSharpe
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Sharon Stone had $18 million saved when a brain bleed nearly killed her in 2001. When she got back into her bank account, she says, it was all gone. Then her ex-husband took her to court over their little boy.
In the video below, she says her husband signed her up for brain surgery she never agreed to, and what happened when she got to custody court.
Her recovery took seven years, she says.
In 2024 she told The Hollywood Reporter: "I had $18 million saved because of all my success, but when I got back into my bank account, it was all gone." Her refrigerator and her phone, she said, were in other people's names. "People took advantage of me." She did not say who.
She and Phil Bronstein, then editor of the San Francisco Chronicle, had adopted a baby boy in 2000. They divorced in 2004.
She told David Begnaud he took her to court "six or seven times," and that she lost "repeatedly." "I was a broken woman recovering from a brain damage, which they said made me incompetent." In those same years, she says, the FBI fingerprinted her twice and she adopted two more boys.
On the podcast Table for Two she said a judge asked her little boy: "Do you know your mother makes sex movies?"
In 2008 a San Francisco judge ruled that Bronstein's home was more stable and structured, and left the boy there. The judge said Stone was "overreacting to many medical issues" involving him. She kept visitation. ET asked Bronstein about her latest account and got no response.
The money went first. Then the boy.
One famous fortune here every day.
Did that court protect a little boy, or punish a sick woman for being Sharon Stone?
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She was assaulted at 20 by a friend she trusted. He did it to two more girls after her. He’s serving in the military now. The man who helped her through it, her best friend of almost 14 years, put Adderall in her drink and did the same thing. She woke up with palm prints on her hips. Then a boyfriend watched their daughter move on a sonogram and said he wished he’d killed her. Her mother kicked her out at six months pregnant with a note that said “love ya” and stole her last $3,000.
Maddy is a p*rn actress. She was adopted at birth and never had a home that stayed safe. By 24 she had survived more betrayals than most people hear about in a lifetime, and every single one came from someone she loved.
The first man was a friend from work. She says he invited her to his parents’ house and forced himself on her. She couldn’t get out of bed for six months. She was sleepwalking. Waking up screaming. Having the same nightmare over and over. “It was the first time I really had PTSD,” she says. “I was damaged.” Two years later, she found out he did the exact same thing to two more girls. None of them spoke up. He enlisted and is serving now.
Then came the person she thought would never hurt her. Her ex from childhood, the one who called the cops for her, who stood by her side through the whole thing. One night she got drunk with him and his friend for the first time. He put Adderall in her drink. She woke up with fingerprints on her legs and palm prints on her hips. “The one person I loved did what he did,” she says. “And just acted like it never happened.”
Then she got pregnant. The father told her he wanted it. He disappeared. He came back once, for the sonogram. He watched his daughter move on the screen and told Maddy he wished he had killed her. Those were his words at the ultrasound.
Her adopted mother left a note on the front door. “You’re no longer welcome back here at six months. Love ya.” She wouldn’t let Maddy inside to get her things. She took the $3,000 Maddy had saved.
Six months pregnant. No car. No clothes. No money. She walked into a homeless shelter carrying nothing.
In the video below, she tells every one of these stories back to back, the way someone reads a list they stopped being angry about a long time ago.
A friend who assaulted her and joined the military. A best friend who drugged her and pretended it didn’t happen. A boyfriend who wanted a baby until it existed. A mother who wrote “love ya” on an eviction note. And a 24-year-old girl who packed a car seat and two suitcases and got on a bus to LA because there was nobody left to stay for.
So was she failed by every person she ever trusted, or did she learn the only way out was to stop trusting anyone at all?
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Dr. Phil's show sent 13-year-old Bhad Bhabie to a ranch where she wasn't allowed to lie down for three days.
After the ranch, she thanked him for it on air. Four years later, she spoke about kids being abused at that ranch.
In the video below, the "Cash me outside" girl explains how she ended up in Utah. "Part of the whole Dr. Phil show is they send these kids to either Turnabout or these other programs."
Her mother and grandmother knew about the ranch, and she didn't. "I went school shopping right before."
For three days she sat in an open teepee with no shower, told to get up whenever she nodded off. "They strip you from your whole personality, you have to act like just whoever they want you to act like."
Back in the studio, Dr. Phil asked how she did at the ranch, and she said, "Fine." Her mother told her he picked it "for a reason": "You have to say thank you."
Four years later, she said kids at the ranch were abused and gave Dr. Phil a deadline to apologize. She had stayed quiet that long because "no one's gonna believe me."
Dr. Phil said he gets no reports, and what happens to kids there is "between them and the facility." Then Bhad showed the consent her mother signed: the ranch was to send reports on her straight to his show.
Do you think Dr. Phil really didn't know what went on at those ranches, or didn't want to know?
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In 1983 America faced a disease doubling every six months. The government called it a gay problem. A man with a 103 fever was denied hospital care - until doctors learned his healthy twin could donate blood. Nurses bet on when patients would die. A herpes outbreak killing 30 horses in Austria got more coverage than 800 dead Americans.
In the video below a 1983 news special captures the moment America realized it had a crisis - and had been ignoring it for years.
It started in 1979 in New York and San Francisco. Because it was killing gay men first, Washington looked away. No mandatory reporting. No emergency funding. No front page coverage.
A congressman asked why the response was so slow. The answer was blunt - when Legionnaire's disease hit, the government broke down every door. This disease was killing the wrong kind of people.
By the time it spread to drug users, Haitian immigrants, women, infants and hemophiliacs, it was already everywhere. The CDC claimed they were tracking everything. Meanwhile one city alone had four times more cases than the CDC's count for the entire state.
One patient described watching himself fade in the mirror every day. Everything I used to do alone, I now need help with. It's scary the way I'm not what I was. He was 27.
Was the AIDS crisis a failure of medicine, or a decision that some lives were worth less than others?