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I was at a party once when a starkers Dude leaped of the roof into the pool. Not a pretty sight seeing the Dude's bare arse with goolies flapping in the breeze flying overhead. Paul who definitely does not suffer from anorexia almost emptied the pool.

Here is an article about the "Dangerous Dude"


MOST V8 Supercar drivers would hate having the title of dirtiest in the field. Not Paul Morris.
If they were also named as most dangerous, they would be horrified.
Not Paul Morris.
The hard man of the pitlane is happy his rivals also rate him as the driver they would least like to fight.
"I've got better things to worry about than what those blokes think," Morris said yesterday. "Most only worry about their next cappuccino.
"I reckon it's a bit of a joke.
"Most of them can't work me out. I don't give a rat's. It's only a sport, it's not like you're losing an arm or a leg.
"If someone cuts me up, I remember and square it up."
So the driver nicknamed "The Dude" turned the results of a pitlane poll into a joke by producing T-shirts with the words "Dirty Dangerous Dude" on them and pulled them on yesterday with his wife, Alana, and four-year-old son, Nash.
"I reckon the best reaction is from the fans. They're telling me, 'Give it to the bunch of pussies'," Morris said.

Morris is a successful businessman who runs the Holden Performance Driving Centre in Queensland and develops property on the Gold Coast and in Darwin.

He also flies a $2.8 million Squirrel helicopter and, apart from racing his Sirromet Commodore in the V8 Supercar category, is happy to compete in the down-and-dirty Aussie Racing Car class for midget cars powered by motorcycle engines.
"I even had a win on Saturday. So while those V8 blokes were all heading to their therapists for a debrief I was out there having fun."
He is expected to take on a fresh challenge by signing Russell Ingall, the former V8 Supercar champion now in a Ford Falcon, to race a Commodore with him.
Morris said such a teaming would be "fantastic".