Mini-Me is a Drunk, But a Stud in the Bedroom

Hooker and publicity whore Playboy model Genevieve Gallen says Mini-Me AKA Verne Troyer would rock her world, up to several times a time.

“We could have sex up to 10 times in a single day. We’d do it for 45 minutes and he would just keep on going as I had orgasm after orgasm," she said. “We would fall asleep in each other’s arms then wake up, have something to eat or drink and start all over again. Verne was insatiable and there is definitely something in his personality that makes him easily addicted to things.”

She says the sex was "emotionally satisfying."

That's a diss, right?

Genevieve who was married to Verne, says the actor lives in a "shed" in his manager's yard.

“There was a miniature futon and a miniature refrigerator and bed. The light switches were all down at the level of my knee and the toilet was no bigger than a child’s potty.”

Verne is only 2' 8" tall, made up for his microscopic endowment by perfecting ways to please his partner. (As he should.)

“I was surprised when I saw him naked for the first time that night—I had expected him to be better endowed. But Verne’s body is proportional all over, so he was smaller than I expected,” Genevieve, who stands at 6' 2" said.

But Verne had a big problem - he was an alcoholic, drinking a bottle of vodka and a six-pak of beer daily, coming thisclose to death.

“Soon after I met him he almost drank himself to death. I heard he was in hospital and when I got there he was lying in bed covered in vomit and diarrhoea,” Genevieve says. “At the end of the day, I think he was more in love with alcohol than he was with me.”

“Then there was a time when I got home and found myself locked out. I tried to wake Verne by banging on the door but he’d drunk so much I couldn’t. The neighbours called the police and I convinced them to break the door open to let me in.

“But then they demanded to see Verne so I could prove it was my house.

“When I found him, he was face down clutching a pillow. I tried to wake him but it was impossible, so I had to pick him up still clutching the pillow and take him outside to present him to the police officers.

“They were shining the light on his head and Verne was mumbling, ‘What’s going on?” One of the police officers started laughing but the other one told him to stop. It was really embarrassing.”

We're embarrassed for him.


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