Yes, Alice Cooper hit me with a bottle!

We were at his house in the Hollywood Hills, LA, and then he hit me on my head!

I bent down as instructed and signed my name inside the telephone box when Alice Cooper hit me with a glass bottle straight on the top of my head.  The glass seemed to go everywhere. This was beyond bizarre. Yes, that’s right. Alice Cooper had just hit me with a bottle, and he then stood there blocking my exit and laughing at me.  What the fuck was going on? Was I dreaming this? I thought to myself, do I hit him and fight my way out of his house? So, I just stood there, looking at him and thinking for a second or two, trying to make sense of this madness.