Mickey Rourke staged a boxing match in Russia because he still has something to prove to his dad. Also he likes banging whores with the kind of crooked teeth only Mother Russia serves up. It turns out his opponent was not a legitimate boxer but some hobo Rourke’s people found on the streets of Pasadena. At this point they paid for his passport and brought him to Russia for twenty bucks and All You Can Eat chicken marsala on the private jet:
“The real story is he’s homeless and desperate and he will probably go back to living on the streets when he gets back. People have no clue about that.”
While Rourke’s acting career remains tenuous one thing is for certain: He will fuck up a homeless guy in Russia who could probably kick his ass in real life, so think twice before you double take his plastic face. You’re one step away from taking a dive for his recuperating ego. Rourke’s three punches per round volleys are unstoppable.