7 Celebrities Who Everyone Forgets Did Horrifying Things

The couple split soon after Brennan became pregnant, and when she gave birth to a daughter, Lisa, in May of 1978, Jobs was having none of it. For two full years, he vehemently denied that he was her father, even going so far as to submit sworn court documents that he couldn't possibly be the father because he was infertile (he was not). Even though Jobs was decades away from becoming one of the world's richest people, back in 1978, he was still a millionaire. Allowing your first daughter to be raised on welfare and a waitress income while you're wearing only the lushest polyester and jamming to the finest eight-track polyphonic stereo that money can buy is a dick move, Apple Man.

After a lawsuit forced him into a paternity test, Jobs had to reimburse the state for its welfare costs to the tune of 500 bucks a month -- which, when you are Steve Jobs, is the financial equivalent of a mouse fart. He eventually struck up a relationship with Lisa in 1986 (when she was eight years old, and only after being sued into admitting he was her father), supporting her on and off throughout the years. In her own words, "Growing up I'd been very poor, very rich, and sometimes in the middle." For her part, Lisa's mother tried to get $25 million out of Jobs with the most polite extortion letter ever written:

But Julia's mother wasn't about to start making decisions that were in her daughter's best interest now, and so the young teen spent three years living with Tyler, a skeletal sex wizard. As you may suspect, this arrangement did precisely nothing to soften the tragedies of her life. According to Julia, a profusely coked-up Tyler "convinced" her to have children with him by tossing her birth control pills off a balcony. Then, once she became pregnant, he took off on tour, leaving her all alone in his Boston apartment. Then the apartment caught fucking fire, with Holcomb barely managing to survive by crawling into a fireplace (which it seems was the last place the fire thought to look for her). Then, while she was in the hospital recovering, Tyler allegedly spent a full hour pressuring her to abort her five-month pregnancy (which, if you recall, was achieved in the first place by Tyler confiscating her birth control and casting it into the wind), finally convincing her by threatening to send her home to her mother. Having gotten his way, Tyler, riding a balloon of cocaine up into the stratosphere, sat down and watched the doctors carry out the procedure.

Holcomb went on to happily marry another man and become a mother of seven. Tyler went on to feature his teenage daughter in an overtly sexual music video.

Now, it's important to note that Tyler's version of events -- namely, that Holcomb was a repeated-abortion-having sexual pincushion -- was written with the intent of achieving bestseller status, while Holcomb's version was published on a website with an obvious pro-life political agenda. So the whole truth probably lies somewhere in between. Still, when you're placing someone on a scale from "massive douche" to "the black douche-hole at the center of the galaxy," you're really splitting hairs.

Back when Manning was the star quarterback at the University of Tennessee, he was being examined in the locker room by the university's staff personal trainer, Dr. Jamie Ann Naughright (nee Whited), for pain in his foot. While she was crouched behind him in possibly the most vulnerable position a human being can submit to, Manning pulled down his shorts and sat directly on her face. Naughright's harrowing deposition described the event thusly: "It was the gluteus maximus, the rectum, the testicles, and the area in between the testicles. And all that was on my face when I pushed him up."

Manning denied any wrongdoing, insisting that he had meant to moon UT cross-country runner Malcolm Saxon and had simply forgotten that Naughright's face was right in his asshole, because that's obviously the kind of thing that can slip your mind. (Saxon later challenged Manning's version of the event.)

Naughright won a $300,000 settlement from the school for this and other incidents of sexual harassment (the rest of which were not perpetrated by Manning). The whole thing was largely forgotten until Manning mentioned the "mooning" in his 2001 autobiography, in which he also painted Naughright as having "a vulgar mouth." Evidently, Manning felt the only cure for vulgar mouths was to thrust his underballs at them.

Jay Z also stabbed the everloving shit out of someone, which rarely makes it onto his list of superlatives.

Jay Z's road to fame wasn't a bumpless one. Unable to get a record deal, he started selling CDs out of the trunk of his car before saying "fuck it" and founding his own label, Roc-A-Fella Records, to release his debut album in 1996. So you can probably imagine that, for a guy who had to work that hard to succeed, the thought of someone bootlegging his blood, sweat, and tears might rub the wrong way. Specifically, the stabby way.

Fast-forward to 1999. Jay Z had just released The Life And Times Of S. Carter, and word on the street was that record executive Lance "Un" Rivera had been bootlegging the shit out of it. Jay Z was at Manhattan's Kit Kat Club to attend a listening party for Q-Tip's new album -- because it was still the '90s and naming yourself after common household items and/or beverages was an acceptable thing to do -- when he spotted Rivera. Jay Z approached the record thief and, as he described it, blacked out in anger. This is another way of saying that he stabbed Rivera in the abdomen with a five-inch blade. While it no doubt hurt like an absolute son of a bitch, Rivera wasn't seriously injured, and would go on to recover from the attack after a brief hospital stay.

Jay Z initially denied involvement -- even declaring himself not guilty in between rounds of nonsense in the chorus of his hit "Izzo (H.O.V.A.)" -- but then pleaded guilty to second-degree felony assault, a charge that normally comes with up to 15 years in prison. But because Jay Z is a famous rich person, he got three years' probation and had to pay an out-of-court settlement to Rivera for somewhere in the neighborhood of $1 million (and an unspecified number of Tidal subscriptions).

Gerard Depardieu is a national treasure of France, famous worldwide for his breakout role opposite Andie MacDowell in Green Card, his truly prodigious alcoholism, and his ability to play Cyrano de Bergerac without the aid of any prosthetics whatsoever. He also definitely played a Musketeer at one point, but we'll be goddamned if we can remember when or which one.

In recent years, Depardieu has become a bit loose-lipped; a fact that is probably in no way related to his ready admission of drinking 14 bottles of wine every single day. In his autobiography That's The Way It Was, Depardieu describes a difficult childhood growing up in a dirt-poor region of central France. At least part of that difficulty comes from the fact that he was lucky to grow up at all, because when she discovered she was pregnant, Gerard's mother tried to abort him with a knitting needle. "And to think I almost killed you," she later told him, presumably with a cross-stitched embroidery she hung on his bedroom door.

As an understandably troubled teen, Depardieu prostituted himself to taxi drivers to make money. "I've known since I was very young that I please homosexuals," he said. Before long, however, he figured out that he could make way more money by simply beating the shit out of them and robbing them. And from there, of course, it was a natural progression to grave robbing, because Depardieu is apparently a time traveler from the 19th century. He and an unnamed associate (we're assuming Victor Frankenstein) spent their nights digging up the recently deceased and hawking the clothing and jewelry they recovered for cash.

Depardieu hightailed it out of France in 2013 and obtained Russian citizenship to avoid paying French taxes. (In his defense, his tax rate as a high-income individual would've been 87 percent, so we probably would've run away too.) The nation that made him famous has basically disowned him, but that's OK, because he's now best bros with Vladimir Putin. He and Putin hit it off immediately because, as Depardieu puts it, they "could have both become hoodlums." Depardieu has a loose definition of the phrase "could have."

You may not know the name Jeffrey Jones, but you know Jeffrey Jones. As the relentless Principal Rooney in Ferris Bueller's Day Off, he taught generations of teens that sometimes you stick it to the Man, and sometimes the Man fumblingly sticks it to himself. Either that or you know him as Winona Ryder's bumbling dad in Beetlejuice. It's one of those two. While it certainly can't said that anyone belongs to the Jeffrey Jones fan club, we'd be lying if we said he didn't occupy a special place in our 1980s cinema hearts.

Well, here's something else you didn't know about Jeffrey Jones (besides his name). Back in 2003, Jones pleaded no contest to charges of hiring a 14-year-old boy to participate in an X-rated photo shoot. Now, we should point out that Jones's attorney made it painfully clear that Jones was "not accused of touching or having physical contact with any minors whatsoever." This was strictly a "you do your thing over there, I'll be right over here with a camera and a sinister grin"-type deal. This is another way of saying that we can never watch him stalk a young Matthew Broderick without genuinely fearing for Ferris Bueller's safety. And that scene where he stumbles disheveled onto a bus full of elementary school students now looks like the preamble to the world's most exploitative horror movie.

Jones was sentenced to five years' probation and a lifetime as a registered sex offender. That last part is noteworthy because, in 2009, Jones failed to complete his sex offender registration (you're required to register annually), which typically carries a sentence of up to three years in prison. Instead of going to jail, Jones was released on $20,000 bail and later sentenced to 250 hours of community service, which translated into picking up litter along Los Angeles highways (or "making freeway pumpkins," as an LA District Attorney spokesperson hilariously put it).

So while Jones didn't quite get off as scot-free as a more famous celebrity might have, he still enjoyed a way less severe punishment than an real high school principal would've received.

Possessing a commanding, cool-eyed stare that can probably make panties spontaneously combust, Terrence Howard has enjoyed a fairly successful acting career, but is arguably most famous for his masterful portrayal of a drug dealer turned hip-hop mogul in the massive hit show Empire, and for being replaced by Don Cheadle in the Iron Man movies. But Howard had kind of a horrifying childhood, as he recently discussed in an interview with Rolling Stone which needs to win some kind of award for casual insanity.

When Terrence was six years old, he was waiting to see a department store Santa Claus when some guy accused his father of butting in line. The elder Howard responded by stabbing that guy to death with a goddamned nail file.

Unfortunately, that undeniable trauma appears to have manifested itself in the form of violent disdain for human females. Howard allegedly beat up his first wife, Lori McCommas, in 2001. While in Costa Rica with his second wife, Michelle Ghent, in 2013, he "followed into the restroom ... punched her on the left side of her face ... pushed her against the bathroom wall and strangled her for several seconds". His third wife, Mira Pak, pretended to be happily married for the aforementioned Rolling Stone interview, hiding the fact that her divorce from Howard was only a month away from being finalized.

Howard has also been escorted from an airplane for violent behavior and, in 2005, got in a disagreement with a couple in line at a restaurant which ended with him shoving the man to the ground and punching the woman in the face. It is important to note that he saved his punch for the woman in this altercation, because we suppose that's how he draws his strength. In Howard's defense, this is not a man you wish to accuse of butting in line.

In the time between his falling out with Marvel Studios and landing his role in Empire, Howard spent 17 hours a day in his penthouse constructing random shapes out of plastic and wire -- shapes that, somehow, prove his world-changing theory that 1x1=2, and not 1 (the correct answer). Perhaps it would all make more sense if we could read his reams of notes on the subject, but unfortunately they're written in Terryology, a language of his own invention. None of that is a joke.

Bernie is currently pursuing a career as a freelance writer or anything that allows him to do what he loves most: buy used celebrity tissues on eBay. He has a Twitter.

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