Mickey Rourke is more or less the Hollywood poster boy for bad career choices. His career as a boxer is over. His movie career is over, thanks in part to a lot of awful plastic surgery (although he was excellent as Marv in Sin City). For more than a decade he’s tooled around the country on a series of hogs, trying to establish himself as a badass biker. Now even that “career” is probably in ruins, after Mickey was booked in Palm Beach on a DUI while riding a Vespa. It does very little for a bad boy’s macho reputation to be caught riding the same vehicle used by Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday and Hilary Duff in The Lizzie McGuire Movie.

After he was pulled over, Mickey recouped a bit of street cred by behaving like a complete jerk. According to the police report, Rourke greeted the officers by saying, “What the fuck did I do?” The report went on to say Rourke had “a flushed face, bloodshot watery eyes, slurred speech and a strong odor of an alcoholic beverage on his breath.” Rourke proceeded to fail a field sobriety test and became “uncooperative,” in the restrained language of the report. Surprisingly, on the breathalyzer test Rourke blew only 0.081%, just 0.001% over Florida’s lower limit on drunkenness. As a drinker, Rourke would seem to be strictly a lightweight.