I have an andy dick story -- for what it's worth.
back in '95 I went to some loft party/underground in los angeles. at the end of the night my buddy was rapping with this dude - I had no idea who he was, but his 'girlfriend' was smoking, I mean SMOKING hot. He said his named was andy dick.
Anyway.. andy wanted to go to some after hours house that I was familiar with in a shady neighborhood and I offered to drive him there. I wanted his girlfriend to go with too, but she didn't want to have anything to do with it - basically andy needed his coke fix.
so, my friend and I drove him to this joint, he sat in the back seat of my car and the entire time told me he thought I was cute and wanted to fuck me. he kept saying 'I have a huge cock.' I'm not gay, and it got a bit uncomfortable after a while because he's an annoying dude.
so we get to this after hours place, which was basically a crack house for late-niters. there was a room with a jukebox in the back, a main living room with a couple of couches where they served soda pop, beer and coke. my buddy and I don't do coke, but andy got busy for sure. it was about 5am and andy kept saying that he thought I was a narc for some reason.
like clockwork as soon it turned daylight the cops knocked on the door, and everybody left. andy was shitting himself.. he thought he was going to be arrested.
the cops just let everyone go
to this day I think it was an inside operation and the cops got a %
anyway, my buddy and I left and andy had someone pick him up or left with someone, I can't really remember.
