Oded Good-Head is quite the good media pot stirrer. He knows how to stay relevant considering he hasn't done much career wise in forever, like twat away on Twitter to get himself press.
But on that rare occasion the multifaceted hottie does book his bulky self a gig, he makes sure he has three things waiting for him in his dressing room: magnum condoms, a sex swing, and Jujubes.
Yes, that infamous dressing room where Oded first made his B.V. debut—he was caught on his knees servicing another dude, and by his manager no less—has become a debauched cave of, well, not love.
Sources who have dealt with OGH recently tell us they had to make sure ten boxes of magnum condoms were on hand, presumably to go with said sex swing—that this poor runner had to go to a sex shop and purchase himself specifically at Oded's request!
We're guessing the Jujube candy would be used post-coital, for whichever lucky lady or gentleman took a ride with O.
Yes, Oded is a platinum member of his little down low club, but he bangs chicks every now and then too—and then blabs about it to all his straight buddies so he can keep up that macho persona.
A couple ladies have been rather famous, too, which makes Good-Head shout or tweet his tales for everyone (especially the press) to hear or read.
So sad.
It's only a matter of time before Oded Good-Head joins Crotch Uh-Lastic in the Hollywood nut house. You can only hide your true self for so long, and O. is slippin'.
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