I saw him in a strip club here in Toronto back in '96 after a house show and he was hammered out of his mind and he was so fucking big that he had to duck under the doorway.
When Vince signed Sid to be the next WWF “savior” and gave him certain treatments previously reserved for Hogan, it really went to his head.
Anyway, Sid was “enjoying himself” in an Atlanta bar with a few WCW wrestlers & workers. Before long, he was running his mouth about his pay raise, the limousine rides, etc., when a couple of the WCW boys had heard enough and physically threw him out of the place.
Stoned Sid went out to his car to retrieve a weapon and returned to the bar “armed” with what appeared to be some type of blade/pipe/crowbar/slapjack, when one of the referees
(I think it may have been Randy Anderson) discovered the nature of the “foreign object.”
It’s a squeegee. He’s holding a FUKKING SQUEEGEE!
Then Anderson – all 145 lbs. of him – told Sid, “Get out of here before I stick that thing up your ass!”
The full reality of the situation sank in and Sid quietly turned around & left.
He was gone from the Fed soon after that.