Here’s Ad Lauter coming out of the Chateau Marmont after attending a Golden Globes after-party over the weekend proving that even people who involuntarily fart when they try to get up from a deep set couch unassisted and whose balls dance the boogie woogie with their knee caps every time they walk can have oodles of fun especially when accompanied by eager middle-aged hookers with a pepe le pew hairdo, fishnets and leg warmers…oh, crap, that’s his wife. Our bad Ed.

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