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Originally posted by Spanky
I had an Oscar nominated List A actor wake me up in the middle of the night looking for pot. A Channel runway model, who has had a lot of bit parts in stuff, told him as a joke that I was the go to guy and never thought he would act on it. I threw him out of my room not realizing who he was (but considering how tired I was his celebrity status may not have made a difference).
That same model dated the owner of Cirque de Soleil, who flew us out to Vegas on his private jet where we hooked up with Less and got to see one of the shows from the best seats in the house.
How does that rate?
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I'm holding off on the rating until you explain how the actor got into your room in the first place.
