Confession: I'm a rabid Bill Murray evangelist who regularly quotes "Where the Buffalo Roam" on a scene-for-scene basis. Compared to half the jabronis in infesting Hollywood, Murray is the f*cking man. There's few actors in the game who can command a laugh with their sheer screen presence. Anyway, today our Internet friends at The Chive landed an awesome exclusive about a group partying in a private room with the legendary actor at New York City's Karaoke One 7 bar. The run-in is practically ripped straight from a scene in "Lost in Translation."
"About 15 minutes later we get a knock on the door... IT'S BILL F@#KING MURRAY! We were all shocked of course but at that point we were already pretty trashed so the party just kept going. He was super nice and they all fit right in. His girl was really cute, and as far as i remember, from Amsterdam. She sang a bunch of random French songs! At some point he bought us all a round of some weird green drink and wouldn't tell us what it was. I later found out it was Chartreuse some French liqueur made by monks. Apparently you are supposed to sip it ... like an idiot I just shot it down. The high point was when Bill and I sang a duet of an Elvis song called, "Marie's the Name." Random I know, but so was the night. We were all drinking and dancing and screaming our asses off. We tried not to make him feel uncomfortable though of course later we all joked about picking the Ghostbusters theme. Amazingly, they stuck around the entire night, about 4 hours. As you can imagine it was all pretty surreal. Something I will never ever forget…Viva Bill Murray!"
Simply awesome. Lucky f*cking bastards. But we imagine someone out there has an even better story about partying with Murray in strip club champagne room or something along those lines. If that's the case, feel free to confidentially e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org. I'd love to hear the story. More photos after the jump.