Henry Zebrowski

I mean, it's more of a pimp situation.

A gigantic chocolate brown Cadillac Eldorado, leotard, cape, cane.

Well, according to his lawyer, Bob Cooley, once Count Dante successfully provoked someone, a darkness would settle on the Count.

Black dragon, black dragon, ready for a fight.

Well, Dante would get quiet and focused as if he was in a trance.

And finally, his eyes would bulge out of his head and the Count's power would explode.

And more often than not, regardless of how big of a douchebag he was, he would leave a pile of unconscious bodies in his wake.

Since Count Dante was no longer having to uphold any artifice of tradition or decorum, he gave in fully to his dark side and began participating in serious criminal activities.

Yeah.

In the early 1970s, Dante and his bullfighting student, Arthur Rapkin, joined a legion of shady men by getting into the business of smuggling cocaine.

Rapkin would fly down to Columbia, buy cocaine by the kilo.

Then smuggle it home in a suitcase through Miami.

God, so nervous the whole time.

Well, this is actually a relatively easy thing to do back then.

This is before drug sniffing dogs.

We didn't even have a TSA back then.

As long as you could bluff your way through it and they didn't look in your suitcase, you could get kilos of cocaine.

Well, Ravkin, he started living the high life.

He got married.

He even had Dante act as the best man at his wedding.