Last Updated 9yh April 1999
The night he crawled through the doggy door was the night Paul Williams thought he'd hit rock bottom. He was leaving his home in search of a party--any party--and he didn't want to use the front door, which squeaked, for fear his girlfriend might wake up and stop him for going.


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