People have cringed at footage of Demi Moore kissing a 15-year-old boy.
Resurfaced on social media, the event features the 19-year-old actress from Indecent Proposal attending her co-star Philip Tanzini’s 15th birthday party from General Hospital.
In the enduring American soap opera, Moore portrayed Jackie Templeton from 1982 to 1984, and Tanzini, Jeremy Hewitt, from 1979 to 1982.
According to the MailOnline, the video was purportedly shot in 1982 and first broadcast on Entertainment Tonight.
Since its January 2012 upload on YouTube, it has racked up an incredible 8.7 million views.
Throughout the evening, Moore can be seen kissing Tanzini three times throughout the entire clip.
Moore, who at the time was married to Freddy Moore, is heard in the tape praising her co-star and calling him one of her “favorite people.”
“I love Philip, and he’s the only one I love,” she declares. He is one of my most favorite persons, and I adore him so much.I adore him and he’s very wonderful.
“We’re going to get married, by the way. Don’t let her husband find out,” Tanzini continues.
Then Moore yells, “I can’t wait.”
People have been calling the footage “weird” and “disturbing” on social media since it was discovered.
“This kiss wasn’t a quick peck on the cheek or even the lips,” wrote one observer. Nor was it an isolated incident.Furthermore, I could really care less that it came from a woman—especially Demi Moore. It’s unsettling, or at the very least quite uneasy.
Another commenter said, “There’s still something a little strange about this. This fifteen-year-old appears much younger. Who knows, though?
“Of course, young men dream about older women—even me at that age—but that doesn’t change the fact that it’s an adult kissing a child.”Those aren’t just fast kisses; those are genuine kisses. Too strange. Always ask questions.
A third added their thoughts, saying, “I thought that kiss was way too long and intimate.” made me feel uneasy.
My Husband Gifted Me Money for Breast Implants and a Nasty Note for My Birthday—I Taught Him a Harsh Lesson
Nikkie thought she had the perfect marriage until her husband, Jack, gave her a cruel birthday gift that shattered her self-esteem. Jack’s obsession with perfection pushed Nikkie to devise a clever plan to reclaim her worth and teach him an unforgettable lesson.
I’ve been married to Jack for over a year, but we’ve been together for six. Initially, it felt like a fairy tale. Jack was my best friend, my confidant, and the love of my life. Our relationship was filled with laughter, late-night talks, and a bond that felt unbreakable.
If someone had told me a year ago that my prince charming would turn into a superficial stranger, I would have laughed it off. But here I am, on the brink of unraveling a story that broke me to pieces.
It began six months ago when Jack’s innocent trip to the gym spiraled into an obsession that shattered my self-esteem and brought our once-perfect world crashing down.
It started subtly. Jack would scroll through Instagram, showing me pictures of fitness models with the “perfect” 90-60-90 figures. “Look at her, Nikkie,” he’d say. “Isn’t she stunning? Imagine if you had a body like that.”
I laughed it off at first, thinking it was just harmless admiration. But the comments kept coming. “You’d look amazing with a little more up top,” Jack said one evening. “Have you ever thought about getting breast implants?”
Each remark felt like a tiny dagger. I started to see myself through Jack’s eyes, and it wasn’t pretty. My confidence dwindled to nothing.
But the last straw came on my birthday a month ago. The day started with excitement. Jack woke me up with a bouquet of flowers and handed me an envelope. Expecting a heartfelt letter or a romantic gesture, I tore it open, only to find a stack of cash and a note: “Time to upgrade those mosquito bites.”
My jaw dropped. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks, my stomach churning with disbelief and fury. Jack was beaming, expecting gratitude.
“Do you like it?” he asked, eager and oblivious.
“You want me to get… breast implants?” I managed to ask.
He nodded, missing the storm brewing inside me. “I’ve been thinking about it for a while. You’d look amazing with a little enhancement.”
I swallowed hard, forcing down the bile. “Thank you, Jack,” I said, my voice steady. “This is… unexpected.”
Over the next few days, I played the part of the grateful wife perfectly. “I called the clinic today,” I’d tell him casually over dinner. Jack’s eyes would light up every time, not noticing the underlying steel in my voice.
Meanwhile, I was formulating my plan. Instead of booking a plastic surgeon, I used the money for a complete medical check-up. I deserved to know I was healthy, inside and out, regardless of Jack’s superficial standards.
With the rest of the money, I invested in myself. I joined a gym to feel strong and confident again. I didn’t tell Jack about my newfound routine. I woke up early, hit the gym, and returned home before he noticed.
One evening, as I was getting ready for bed, Jack caught me off guard. “You seem different lately,” he remarked. “I can’t wait to see the final result.”
“You’ll see soon enough,” I replied, smiling to myself.
On the morning of my supposed surgery, I left the house with a bright smile. “Wish me luck,” I said, giving Jack a kiss. He hugged me tightly, whispering, “You’re going to look incredible. This is going to change everything.”
“You’re right,” I said, a steely edge to my voice.
Instead of heading to a clinic, I pampered myself at a luxurious spa. Meanwhile, I had arranged for a locksmith to change the locks on our house.
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