I almost dropped my drink when I saw Ron Jeremy walk into Spago a few years back (not the bistro, the bona fide restaurant and nice bar). I had no idea who he was until someone told me.
He was just about the nastiest man I've ever seen, unbathed, in crappy clothes, needing a haircut and a shave, with two hoochie-mamas hanging off him. That was enough for me to intuit I didn't need to see him on celluloid.




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