A buddy of mine (we'll call him 'Friend A') sent me an E-mail today busting my nuts for posting on the New Kids on the Block yesterday, telling me I should throw away my guitar and stop lifting weights. Yeah, I probably deserved it, but if I'm going to honestly document past/present Gen X culture I cannot conveniently leave out our 'less proud moments'. I told Friend A that he should "go ahead and post a comment" to publicly attempt to embarrass me. But evidently he fears NKOTB retribution (having his face scratched, possibly a gerbil thrown on him) and he declined.Don't worry Friend A, I prepared a 'Testosterone Cocktail' for you made with 2 parts Makers Mark, 1 part Dianabol, 1 part Viagra, 2 parts PCP and a spray of mace:Gen X madman, Bob Probert in maybe hockey's greatest fight
Can I keep my guitar now?
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