Originally Posted by EroticistFilms

When I first met him at the Rainbow Room in LA, he was rather gruff. A few minutes later I went for a whizz and heard someone grunting like they were passing a gall stone. It was Lemmy. He didn't wash his hands. The next time I saw him, I gave him a copy of "Atomic Vixens: Escape from the Valley of the Sluts!", which had just came out. After that he was sweet as pie and always remembered my name.