Come on everyone, charming ex-Cheers hotbot Kirstie Alley's told her story, IT'S TIME TO TELL YOURS. Speaking to ABC, Alley had this to say:
"Believe me, it took everything that I had inside, outside, whatever, to not run off and marry John and be with John for the rest of my life,"
"I know John. With all my heart and soul, he's not gay. I think it's some weird way, in Hollywood, if someone gets big enough and famous enough, and they're not out doing drugs and they're not womanizing, what do you say about them? I think people think that’s the supreme insult: ‘he’s gay!’”
Alley went on, as if that wasn't already enough to get people to buy her new book (Eating For Three, £9.99 at all good train station bookstores), explaining how she used to back a dumper truck full of dick dust up to her nose every time she woke up, until a 'friend' sent her a book on Scientology. Wonder which friend might that be?
'I thought I was going to overdose almost every time,'
'I would snort the coke, then I would sit there, I'd take my pulse [thinking], "I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying." Who would keep doing it?'
'Somehow I got through [the Scientology book], and I thought either [Scientology] is the world's biggest scam, or I thought this is how I am going to get rid of this hideous compulsion,'
So to summarise, John Travolta's not gay and Scientology actually does help people. Great stuff. Thanks Kirstie.