Ferrari Mailing List: Re: Matt Rolloff's DUI - any lawyers around?

[Rich (RichF355]

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Subject: Re: [Ferrari] Matt Rolloff's DUI - any lawyers around?


> Speaking of dwarfs, I met Tattoo of 'Fantasy' Island once while working
for Hearst, out in the San Fernando Valley. A sad story, believe me. Norman
Lear was casting the show, and one of his usual suspects found this little
French dwarf, Herve,?in some Hollywood flop-house, not a dime to his name.
>
> He was really smart, talented, and could remember his lines, so he was
hired for $25K a week. All went well for Herve until he started thinking
with the wrong head, and met this 6'1" beautiful brunette. They were married
a few weeks later. He was really in 'love.'
>
> Once she was his wife, she convinced him that $25K a week was an insult to
him,?his family, and he was worth double that, as he was really the
co-star.?So, he?started hounding Lear for more money and finally walked off
the set, saying that the show would fold without him, and he wouldn't come
back for less than $50k a week.
>
> Lear fired him, almost on the spot and wrote him out of the show. That was
the last real gig that Herve ever had. His beloved wife then promptly dumped
his sorry French ass, divorced him and got almost all his money in the
settlement. (why do this sound so familiar?)
>
> Anyway, the reason that I met poor Herve was that he came into one of the
newspapers that I was helping run, distributed to Toluca Lake, where Bob
Hope and many Hollywood stars lived and took out a full page ad,?saying that
the happy couple had had a 'tiff,' but were back together again, and will
live happily ever after. It even had a large photo of the marriage ceremony,
with Herve standing there, big smile on his face, almost reaching up to her
rib-cage.
>
> A day after the paper came out, who should storm into the newspaper
office, but the ex-Mrs. Herve, shaking a copy of the?ad in her hand, wanting
to see Mr. Hearst. Pissed-off isn't strong enough for her mood. She screamed
that if we didn't run a BIG front page retraction and apology, that, by God,
she'd own this newspaper next week. (her words!)?
>
> The upshot, you ask? Well, the ad salesman was fired, we did run a nice
reteaction on the front page, and poor little Herve, who really was a nice
guy, when out to?his poolside patio on a beautiful star lit night, drank
half a bottle of his beloved Moet Brut, lit up a big Havana ... and blew his
brains all over the patio. End of story.
>
> Ya know, sometimes life just ain't fair.? --? Yer pal, Ferrari Bubba
>

Did'nt that happen in Sept 1993 i believe?

Rich