Brad Pitt owes his career to two people, and their names aren’t Thelma and Louise. It’s actually Charlie Sheen and a STRIPPER.
Brad dropped out of the University of Missouri two credits shy and drove his dented silver Datsun to Hollywood with clichéd dreams of stardom. He had $300 to his name.
He was about two months into the job and already fed up with it. He had given his notice and it was his last night on the job when one of the girls he was driving told him about an acting class that her . . . ahem . . . “friend” Charlie Sheen was attending.
Brad figured, “If it’s good enough for Charlie, it’s good enough for me.” So he signed up.
A woman he met in the class had lined up an audition with a talent agent, and she asked Brad to go with her and be her scene partner. So he went, and they signed HIM . . . but not her.
So Charlie Sheen’s sex addiction may not have helped HIS career . . . but it did wonders for Brad’s.
He was part of a group called the Dancing Bares. In a 2007 interview he explained, “When a girl from one of our sister sororities turned 21, the Bares would put her in a chair and come out butt-naked with pillowcases on their heads and do a choreographed dance for her.”