2006_10_mickeyr.jpgIn this week's Time Out, Mickey Rourke showed off his, er, opinionated nature while trying to promote a movie (the one about a British spy kid, Alex Rider). Not only does he call Pastis "precious" (like, duh) because he can't take his dog Loki there, he also explains a recent run-in:

There was an item in Page Six recently about a drunk hassling you at Macelleria in the West Village.

That guy was screaming at the top of his lungs. Then he wants me to shake his hand. I said, “You’re drunk. I’m not gonna shake your hand.” But he kept pressing the issue, so I told the owner, “If he touches me, I’m gonna punch him in his fuckin’ mouth.” So the waiters tossed him out. He was really, really out of control—some big fuckin’ obnoxious fag.

Fag? That’s harsh, man.
I don’t mean fag in a derogatory way—just like the guy was a jerk-off. Look, I’m not afraid to say the word fag. I’m not gonna walk on glass because maybe some dude is gonna be offended if I say the word fag. I’ve got plenty of gay friends. We toss the word around. If I wanna say fag, I’m gonna fuckin’ say it. And if somebody has a problem with that, they can kiss my fuckin’ ass!

If Mickey Rourke were running the Scranton branch of Dunder-Mifflin, Toby's job would have been altogether different (and here's that part of The Office).

And Mickey Rourke has had tons of plastic surgery.