Doing his part to ensure that future generations continue to conflate literary genius with complete alcoholism, Hunter S. Thompson shows up for a reading at L.A.’s Book Soup, in the words of one observer, completely “FUKKED UP.”
Defamer collects three eyewitness accounts. In a related note, Thompson was spotted the next day at a diner on Sunset, eating a few mouthfuls of hashbrowns and looking rather pale.