Rock Bottom For Andy Dick

 

And by rock bottom of course I mean crack rock bottom.

As you may know I've been following the trials and tribulations of Andy Dick over the past couple of years through his escapades with the IP2 crowd. 

Billy John says that he lives full-time now with his ex-wife but that's debatable since he shows up frequently on his live stream and looks a complete mess, gurgling bottle after bottle of vodka procured by his young possible boy toy Chicken Andy substitute of the dark meat variety Billy John, perhaps a descendant of Alex Haley, who knows? Let's just say so, and it shall be real. It is after all, Hollywood.

And on this fine California Dreamin' sunset off Sunset Boulevard, well actually Hollywood Boulevard, we see here our ratty t-shirted hero hobnobbing with the gutter folk, imbibing in a bit of the ol' puffy puffy and no doubt having a sidewalk ersatz Algonquin round table discussion.

Meanwhile Billy John is left to fend for himself, skateboarding over the stars, searching for a perfect smoothie for him and his pal. I wonder if he'll get knifed if he doesn't bring one for Chico and the Man and the plumber?