It coulda just been that typical rite of passage pullover, like the ol school one described here by Bill Hicks or even the sociopathic stylee of So Cal's Offspring.
Bill Hicks - Drunk Driving
Offspring - D.U.I
But no... Mr. starved for attention dramatic Hollywood big shot actor dude, had to launch his now legendary anti semetic spew in the direction of a deputy sheriff...
Once inside the car, a source directly connected with the case says Gibson began banging himself against the seat. The report says Gibson told the deputy, "You mother f****r. I'm going to f*** you."
Nouvelle Vague - Too Drunk To Fuck
The deputies report said "Gibson almost continually [sic] threatened me saying he 'owns Malibu' and will spend all of his money to 'get even' with me."
The report says Gibson then launched into a barrage of anti-Semitic statements: "F*****g Jews... The Jews are responsible for all the wars in the world." Gibson then asked the deputy, "Are you a Jew?"
A law enforcement source says Gibson then noticed another female sergeant and yelled, "What do you think you're looking at, sugar tits?"
Gibson took two blood alcohol tests, which were videotaped, and continued saying how "f****d" he was and how he was going to "f***" Deputy Mee.
Gibson was put in a cell with handcuffs on. He said he needed to urinate, and after a few minutes tried manipulating his hands to unzip his pants. Sources say Deputy Mee thought Gibson was going to urinate on the floor of the booking cell and asked someone to take Gibson to the bathroom.
After leaving the bathroom, Gibson then demanded to make a phone call. He was taken to a pay phone and, when he didn't get a dial tone, we're told Gibson threw the receiver against the phone. Deputy Mee then warned Gibson that if he damaged the phone he could be charged with felony vandalism. We're told Gibson was then asked, and refused, to sign the necessary paperwork and was thrown in a detox cell.
Jimmy Liggins - Drunk
Now Melly Mel's got every gifilte fish eater from here to Canter's Deli in a tinseltown tirade tizzy.
Turns out that the final fateful binge for current rehab denizen Mel Gibson was hangin' at Moonshadows on PCH in Malibu.
It's a yuppie beachcomber sorta joint, where one can score some $13 spring rolls, or a $22 hunk of chicken with some taro root puree. It's got the same sort of oceanic sorta proximity as Gladstones, but with a less rustic, more passionfruit cocktails & hipper than thou attitude.
Here's the classic hippie dippy song and some recently released pics that sorta tell the story of what Mel does there...
Cat Stevens - Moonshadow
Gotta love these cute pics of Hollywood big wig/pariah, avowed Jew hater & drunken ranting loon, shortly before he was found doing 87 in a 45 mph zone...
Sammy Hagar - I Can't Drive 55
obviously one can see that this family man has got good his judgement & his reputation as serious "player" intact...