As a general rule, i was as wasted on set as any other time, my films were basically three month parties and someone would occasionally turn a camera to film me doing something.
Animal House was me method acting, a film about drunken students abusing substances with me cast as a raucous, hard-partying slob which wasn't exactly a stretch.
Once shooting had wrapped at the end of each day, my trailer became the hub of recreational self-destruction, complete with loud music and strange smelling tobacco smoke emanating at all hours. The loud music, by the way, came from a hotel piano that i had liberated from a hotel lobby.
What they called acting was me just having a normal evening, they could have gotten all the footage they needed just by following me around for a day.
Dan Akroyd had me down to play Peter Venkman in Ghostbusters but a combined cocaine and heroin speedball put paid to that, my death was put down to a drug-related accident, like no shit sherlock, me dying from a drug related accident is as surprising as walking into the sea and finding out it's wet.
Slimer in Ghostbusters is in honour of me so whether its a fat shaped ghost, overweight men in a toga chugging beer or even finding yourself guiding a horse into your principles office, that's me because fat, drunk and stupid may be no way to go through life, but it certainly takes the edge off while it lasts.
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