
fritsthegirl
Taste of home
As it turned out they all stopped playing, and they all got fat and bald and married and hagridden by wives who could flay the flesh from your with their voice, and saddled with ungrateful children, and poor and suburban and generally lived blighted lives, whereas I, the true guitar god of the group, remained strong and thin and edgy and rich and kept my hair, not to mention getting more attractive with each passing year.
That was seriously funny, those losers...
