He got his nickname back in 2003, at a Rolex at Sardinia. There was these two cute, scantily clad lovelies on a second story hotel balcony with a vine trellis going up. Our well oiled, and seriously fried, friend decided to introduce himself, face-to-face as it were, and mounted the trellis.
He was almost home when the trellis collapsed and he fell and broke bones in both his feet. What a dork, we think, till we go to gather him up at the local hospital to fly home, and there he is with those same two cuties, naked and … oh well. Scotty, the Love Monkey!
Your AE team in action.
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