In 2006, I was living in Hollywood and my VERY attractive friend Anita was visiting from California. I took her out to Sardo's in Burbank for Porn Star Karaoke Night. We got there at 7:30 to grab up great seats and who do we see sitting at the bar but JOHN GOODMAN!
After we ordered drinks, I suggested that we go meet him. When we got up to him we realized he was fucking BLOTTOED! He made it quickly clear that he was not at all happy that we were there and babbled some obscenities. (NOTE: To date, he is the ONLY person that I have ever encountered who was not THRILLED to meet beautiful and sexy Anita!)
After a few minutes, they called him to the stage and he proceeded to perform the WORST rendition of a a Blues Brothers song known to mankind. No one clapped at the end and a few booed. He yelled "FUCK ALL OF YOU", threw the mic and stand down on to the floor and stormed out.
A few minutes later, Anita says she wants to try out the donut shop next door. We walk in and there's Mr. Goodman with what appears to have been a Bavarian Cream and chocolate grenade had detonated in his face! I whipped out my camera and we were tossed out before I could catch that magical moment.
The End.