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from: Wrinkled Penis
cs24369-109.satx.rr.com
03-04-29
04:57
Just to let all you lamers out there in the Land Of the Dead, I have not given up my search for the precious Motorhead tickets. I am asking everyone everywhere, from the ladies stocking shampoo at Walmart to the chubby Mexican chick at the drive-through window at Whataburger. I'm leaving no greasy spoon diner and no 24-hour retail store without asking the all-important question: "Got any Motorhead tickets?" Went to the Tori (fuckin' Goddess) Amos concert in SA AND in Austin and I asked the geeks at the ticket window if they had any Motorhead tickets, too. 'Course they had no idea. Tori played her piano like an angel possessed and all around me 15-year old, blue-haired, big breasted lesbians kept screaming out "We love you Tori!" and "You're SO Beautiful!" again and again. Got pretty annoying after awhile. So I figured. what the hell. In a quiet moment, as Tori (fuckin' goddess) began to stroke the keys, I screamed out "Play the Hammer!" The crowd was stunned into silence, but Tori (fuckin' goddess) looked at me and I saw the smile on her lips and the wink in her eye and in that moment I knew Tori was a Motorhead freak. Then 4 lesbians jumped on me and the last thing I remember was big, squishy tits in my face and some voice somwhere asking "want any gravy with those?"
