I met a guy in New York who told me a story about the time he saw Wu Tang perform in Paris when he was 12 years old. After the show, he was allowed to go backstage and meet the group. His strongest memory from that night is seeing Ol’ Dirty Bastard reaching for a 40oz amongst a crate full of bottles.
France, like most countries in Europe, does not sell 40oz bottles; therefore the crate belonging to ODB must have been exported for his pleasure. To me, this sums up the legend that is ODB.