TODAY IN VOM: Kevin Spacey Got "More Excited" When Sex Assault Victim Said, "No!"

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Kevin Spacey - seen above laughing it up with Gislaine Maxwell while watching Labradoodles being decapitated - is on trial in the UK for sex crimes. Again. Will he ever get convicted? Tough to say! He's such a slippery li'l thing, and according to the BBC, he loves his horny times no matter what his victims say or do. 

An anonymous young actor who worked with Spacey at The Old Vic Theatre - his identity is shielded by law - testified that Spacey "aggressively" groped him on 12 different occasions; greeted him starkers when he arrived at Spacey's apartment; and in one incident, nearly caused a car crash by grabbing the young actor's crotch so forcefully that said actor nearly lost control behind the wheel before pulling to the side of the road. 

But creepiest of all, whenever the young actor said, "No" - which was always, obvi - this only served to encourage Spacey, since it got him "more excited." Classic, Spacey, amirite? Another victim, who passed out while drinking with Spacey - cheers to you, Bill Cosby! - woke up to Spacey on his knees and performing oral sex on him. Because when Spacey thinks sexy, he thinks of an out cold, corpse-like partner. You do you, Spaceman.

Personally, I'd love to see Kevin and his adored pedo pal, Bryan Singer - both of whom have escaped any major convictions - taking a ride in one of San Francisco's driverless cabs. Wheeee! What could go wrong? Maybe, just maybe, there'll be a nasty "collision event." And honestly, given the way the courts have operated with these two, it's probably our best and only hope for the type of "happy ending" they deserve.

(Photo Credits: CNN video capture; Imdb)

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