
By nearly all accounts, Girls Gone Wild founder Joe Francis, a rich Orange County kid who got his start selling videos of people getting killed in accidents (“Banned from Television”), is a slimy d-bag, so it’s nice to hear that he’s been ordered to pay $20 million in a slander lawsuit. Even if I knew nothing about him, he looks like he smells like tanning oil and embalming fluid, and making eye contact with his picture makes me want to report a rape.
A jury on Monday awarded casino mogul Steve Wynn $20 million in his slander case against “Girls Gone Wild” founder Joe Francis, who claimed the creator of some of Las Vegas’ most upscale resorts threatened to kill him over a gambling debt.
Witnesses disputed Francis’ claims during a four-day trial, including Grammy winning record producer Quincy Jones, who Francis said told him about Wynn’s threats and showed him a stack of emails that contained them.
Wynn vehemently denied that. In siding with Wynn, the jury determined that there was clear and convincing evidence that Francis slandered the casino mogul and knew his allegations were false when he made them. [WashingtonPost]
The judge nailed Francis to the tune of $5 mil for statements made to a TMZ producer in a courtroom hallway … talking smack on Wynn. The jury added $11 mil for defamatory statements Francis made on “Good Morning America.” All tolled [sic?], the verdict is for $20 mil.
The jury will now decide if Francis gets hit with punitive damages .. and that could be an additional $60 mil. Francis is worth a reported $150 million. [TMZ]
Okay, so maybe him getting caught spreading lies none of us heard, about some other slimy rich guy none of us cared about (Wayne Newton’s wax effigy up there), isn’t exactly the poetic justice you’d wish on Joe Francis. In fact, this entire case feels like it took place in that yucky alternate future from Back to the Future 2. But hey, we can take small joy in bad things happening to sh*tty people, right? It’s the spice of life.
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Ha-Ha! Now you’re poor you no-good son-of-a-
Wait… Did you say one-hundred-and-fifty-mill-
…You son of a bitch.
The only company that makes more money off stupid drunk chicks is Trojan
I see Mr. Francis has utilized his vast fortune to have a set of teeth made from the finest endangered ivory.*
*Possibly the least creepy explanation for how Joe Francis’ teeth could possibly be that uncomfortably white.
He really lost his shirt on that bet.
Girls Gone Wild? Erection, Your Onion!
Judging by those pictures, “Steve Wynn” is actually an older Joe Francis come back from the future.
Looper. For realz.
I guess Vegas casinos > tramps taking clothes off. You have to hear Wynn’s voice. he sounds like he narrated these commercials:
[www.youtube.com]
I’m much more upset about Steve Wynn plowing my aging lady the Desert Inn than anything Joe Francis might have done. She was built better than most of Joe’s gals.
The Wynn is one of the worst, most boring pretentious holes in all of Vegas. Also, I thoroughly enjoyed destroying the private room at the “W” there with extreme prejudice. We left that place looking like the house of 1000 corpses. Just Desserts.
I managed to catch Don Rickles in his closing month at the Inn. Wynn opened with what, Avenue Q? Jesus Motherf*cking Christ…
I think you missed a comma “Joe Francis, a rich, Orange, county kid”.
well played.
I knew I never should have bought that Grays Sports Almanac
*puts on nerd glasses* Fun Fact: I confused it for the longest time, too, but the “Biff-o-fied” alternate reality doesn’t actually take place in the future. Ours or Marty’s. It actually takes place in an alternate 1985. Sorry to be THAT guy. *muttering* I don’t know why I ever take these nerd glasses off anyway…
Someone obviously wasn’t paying attention during Doc Browns chalkboard explanation of why Hill Valley was now “Hell” Valley.
That is the face of a man that has reached a double digit date rape tally.
Didn’t Joe Francis once get kidnapped and videotaped in humiliating sexual positions?
I feel like I read about that. And no, it doesn’t mean enough to me to take the two seconds to Google it. My point is, if that DID happen, I’d say that’s a better come-uppance than some piddly lawsuit.
This is the story I’ve always heard about it:
[boingboing.net]
Even if I knew nothing about him, he looks like he smells like tanning oil and embalming fluid
And just a hint of Valtrex.
He looks like the Randall from Monster, Inc.