But the real story is what went on behind the scenes because, possessing the constitution of an ox, he fast got reputation as a party animal and loose cannon. When he wasn't having penalty shoot-outs with Diana Ross in her Ritz suite or upsetting countless Hollywood stars, he could be found cycling down the staircase of the Groucho Club or setting fire to himself for money. Wherever he went there was bound to be trouble, hilarity and an eye-watering bar bill.
In What the F*** Did I Do Last Night? he bares his soul (and quite a lot else) in a tale of hilarious encounters, death-defying escapades and shameless unprofessionalism. You have to read it to believe it.
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