Harry Potter Feeling A Right Tit, Likes A Beer Or Forty
Posted by Clem Bastow at 1:48 PM on January 8, 2008
Looks as though Daniel Radcliffe is starting to put the 'RAD' into his name after years of looking slightly nervous and a little intense, with news he's been living large in London this holiday season, copping birds and putting away lagers, thanks to his ever growing stash of Harry Potter cash.
Multi-millionaire Dan put his hand in his cloak and coughed up the best part of £500 for all his pals’ drinks.All well and good (especially since "impressed by his fame" sounds like the sort of metaphor the Picture story editors would come up with in their saucy stories pages), but there's something about the photo mock-up The Sun made to accompany the piece that has had us giggling all day:A fellow clubber told me: “He paid for all the champagne and beers and told the club to supply his mates with anything they wanted. He was on top form and getting stuck in.
“He spent most of the night on the dance floor with two slim, well-spoken girls who were clearly impressed by his fame.
Lord - a new year, and already we're no less easily amused than we were last year. It's going to be a long one...




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