Hell, my buddy who is a screenwriter in Hollywood and runs in some fairly big circles has told me plenty of stories that would be twisted anywhere but Hollyweird.
Brando and Nicholson owned houses next to each other. They would routinely hit golf balls through each others windows as a joke. Brando sits down and Nicholson put a Titleist in his Cheerios. When Brando died, Nicholson bought his house because he didn't want anyone else living in it.
Nicholson pays to have any woman he sleeps with's a-hole bleached before he fricks them.
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