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The thing is, this wholesome persona wasn't something that the cast dropped at the end of the day. They carried it everywhere -- and we mean everywhere. Case in point, one of West's favorite stories to tell about Frank Gorshin, the actor who played the Riddler, was that time they got drunk and decided to crash a "Hollywood party," only to find that they'd wandered into an orgy. This is like the LA version of stepping on dog shit in New York.

Says West: "So I immediately went into the Batman character, and Frank went into the Riddler character, because we were getting the big giggles. It was so funny to us, what we walked into. And we were kicked out ... we were expelled from the orgy." Honestly, we still can't get over the fact that West even knew the word "orgy."

20th Century FoxNot that he couldn't simply do this on a crowded street and create a pile of discarded underwear big enough to disrupt traffic.

Of course, it's not like West didn't have experience in orgy-type situations. Apparently there was nothing that got the free-lovin' women of the '60s hotter than glorified cosplayers, and so West and Ward would regularly find themselves getting down with batgroupies at all hours of the day, with the downside being that they were limited to quickies, on account of needing to spend precious minutes squeezing out of their tight costumes.

So it's pretty much a given that they fucked in the suits on at least a couple of occasions, right? Yeah, we thought so too.

20th Century Fox"You'll never have a pickup line better than 'Quick, to the Bat-Poles!'"

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Or there's D) lovable drunk and ruckus-starter.

Back in the 1850s, Marx was living in London alongside fellow philosophers and beard-havers Wilhelm Liebknecht and Edgar Bauer. One night, as young men are wont to do, they decided to embark on a pub crawl across London's Tottenham Court Road, which was more drinking dens than actual roadway. (Fun fact: You can still follow the exact same route today!) Surprisingly for a group comprised solely of philosophy nerds, it went pretty well ... at least until the trio entered one bar and started a banter war with an equally drunk group of men.

John Jabez Edwin Mayal"You'll never have a better trash talk line than 'Seize these means of production!' while grabbing your crotch."

Perhaps in a foretelling of Germany's prowess at all things war, the argument ended with our heroes spilling out onto the streets and very, very eager to avoid getting their beards kicked in.

But the fun wasn't over yet. The trio were wandering the streets when Bauer tripped over some uninstalled paving stones and, in an act of hilarity that only makes sense to the drunk, repaid the favor by throwing a stone through a street lamp. This act proved so fun that Marx and Liebknecht decided to join in and help Bauer rack up a kill count of four or five lamps. The noise attracted some nearby police officers and the group ran for it, only managing to escape by diving unseen into a side street and waiting for their pursuers to disappear, like an old-timey version of Grand Theft Auto.

The trio safely made their way back home, but spent the rest of their lives looking over their shoulders due to vows of vengeance from the lamps' children.

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The Mutiny Hotel was a bar and hotel (duh) situated in Miami's illustrious Coconut Grove, which placed it not only in the middle of celebrity turf, but also at the point through which most cocaine was entering the U.S. The Mutiny, then, was the place where these two forces smashed into each other with wild abandon. At any given time, the club would be filled with drug lords, celebrities, sports stars, the occasional murderer, and oh right, local cops and CIA agents.

In any sane universe, this combination would have resulted in the walls, ceilings, and foundations being painted with blood and other bodily fluids every night, but no. The Mutiny was a free-trade zone where everyone could leave business at the door and just relax, chill, and partake in any substances they wanted, through any orifice they wanted. On the off-chance that the joint was raided, the champagne cave reportedly contained a secret chest where gun-having types could lock up their pieces, while the waitresses had an early warning system (pagers!) to catch out any law enforcement sneaking up on the premises.

As for the celebrities who partook in the Mutiny's hospitality, where do we start? Alongside Jackie O, Led Zeppelin, The Eagles, and Stevie Nicks, the Mutiny was the de facto hangout for the Miami Dolphins -- so much so that majority owner Earl Smalley, Jr. had this own private suite in the hotel, complete with awe-inspiring decor, breathtaking views of the pool, and a "pink pneumatic [sex] bench."

Hotel MutinySorry, no pics of the bench. We're just as curious as you as to what that could possibly entail.

Among the actors who frequented the hotel was Arnold Schwarzenegger, who liked to spend his time hitting on the waitresses (causing one to wonder aloud how "she could possibly mount this beast"), and Miami Vice stars Don Johnson and Philip Michael Thomas, thanks to a deal cut between the club's owner and a producer to keep the cast well-stocked with nose powder.

At its peak, the Mutiny not only had its own private jet for collecting high-rollers, but was also reportedly selling more bottles of Dom Perignon than any other drinking den on the planet. But the good times couldn't last. The public outcry over the antics at the Mutiny, combined with the fact that the club had gotten so infamous that it'd inspired parts of some dumb movie about drugs, forced the owners to sell up in 1984 for the bargain price of $17.5 million. The new owners tried to shake off the bar's rep, but it ended in disaster and the Mutiny's foreclosure in 1986.

Some local residents say that when the sea is quiet and the air is still, you can still hear the voice of Rick James begging for one last hit.

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