So, Mickey Rourke Walks into a Bar…

Mickey Rourke, disheveled and shirtless in a leather vest, hanging out in a bar while a gyrating male go-go dancer swings his junk around in Johnny Handsome’s face?

What, is it Wednesday already?

No word on how the Killshot actor found himself in this sordid situation at the Rokbar in South Beach, Florida, and frankly it’s better not to ask.

Chances are Rourke can’t explain it anyway. And if he tried, there would be a lot of horrifying details—more horrifying than these photos can show—that can never be unlearned, no matter how much brain bleach you snort up later.

Just assume that Mick’s doing research for a remake of the Al Pacino classic Cruising, and leave it at that.