He tells one story where he put OJ on a plane on a Sunday morning absolutely catatonic on coke and tells the stewardess to feed him coffee on the flight back to Buffalo. I wonder if OJ played in that game or not.
On the less humorous side he also tells of skinning the Vietcong alive while hanging from their ankles from a tree. I guess after your skin peels off your eyes still move.
That was a tough story to read.