The Juice -- freshly squeezed.
O.J. Simpson what is wrong with you? You can't even go to a buddy's wedding without messing it up.
First you see Simpson in a nice tux, then you see him in cuffs, then finally you hear the audio of Simpson and his 'friends' paying a visit to a friend.
This behavior is not normal by any means. Since the days of his trial, Simpson's wiring seems a little crossed. The man makes me nervous.
First Southern California, then Florida, followed by Las Vegas -- Where will the Juice strike next?
Cause you never know when a tainted bit of O.J. is lurking to shake ya down.
You have to feel for the guy. His star was never brighter than when he made his Hertz rental car commercials and now look at him; traveling the world, hanging out in Las Vegas, hitting every golf course in the continental U.S. We must act now -- we must all save this man!
I have actually heard this argument. Can you believe it?
If I had one question for the Juice it would be --How many lives do you have? This guy's like a cat. Every time he falls, he lands on his feet. But how long will his luck last?
Facing multiple felonies and numerous years behind bars, look at his mug shot -- if that ain't cool I don't know what is.
I would love to see him get his act together, but if you look at his life over the past 12 years, it looks like a cardiogram -- Peaks and valleys boys and girls, peaks and valleys.
Maybe he simply can't stand to be out of the spotlight? Like they say, bad attention is better than no attention.
His excuse so far for the current incident is he was conducting his own sting operation. What? This ain't I Spy Juice. Go tattle on the dude.
O.J., I know your first instinct might not be to run to the authorities, but whipping out some guns and striking a Heisman pose as you take off with your stuff is not the way to handle it either.
If this all passes Juice, do all you can to fade into the sunset gracefully. But make sure as you go, nobody get maimed.