PhishyK Posted April 4, 2005 Report Share Posted April 4, 2005 How true that is.....unless you count when we followed it up with Every Rose Has it's Thorn! :: That song used to make me cry when I was about 13 years old Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Del Posted April 5, 2005 Report Share Posted April 5, 2005 How true that is.....unless you count when we followed it up with Every Rose Has it's Thorn! :: That song used to make me cry when I was about 13 years old Now that's embarrassing! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StoneMtn Posted April 5, 2005 Report Share Posted April 5, 2005 I dunno Del. Just thinking about the fact that the band Poison ever existed is making me want to cry right now! :: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deeps Posted April 5, 2005 Author Report Share Posted April 5, 2005 I'd have cried too when we played it, but the pink eyeliner would have run all over my scarves. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gentlemonkey Posted April 5, 2005 Report Share Posted April 5, 2005 I guess this one qualifies.. One time we were playing in Sault Ste Marie,at a venue called The Outpost. Drove slowly all day, from Thunder Bay through the scariest snowstorm ever, down one of the scarier highways in Canada, and pulled into town about 10pm to the dive of a venue on a Sunday night.. had a horrendous show, playing to basically no one. Luckily we were enjoying unlimited Coors Light on Draught, so we made the best of it.. As the show went along, I was quietly fighting a brutal wave of fast food expulsion and Coors Light regret that was washing over me like a gross wet rag .. as soon as our set was done I ran to the washroom, only to find stalls with no doors or seats; The rims werent in much better shape and appeared to have been recently vomited on. Went into the ladies room (no shame) and it was worse in ways I wont describe. I quickly took it upon myself to locate the staff washroom.. into the kitchen (which smelled more like a morgue). peeking into all the little rooms, and storage areas... finally, a door, a light switch... a sink, a toilet... with a lid!! closed the door, pants down, dropped to the ivory, and felt the touch of god and satan all at once. enjoyed releif for 10 seconds, wiped my ass with some coarse paper towel...felt to the side and couldnt find the handle. no flusher.. stood up and noticed there was no lid or plumbing at all, let alone piping attached to the toilet. in my desperation, I mistook an unhooked toilet in a janitor closet as a staff stall. I snuck out of the back area quietly, told the other guys that we had to get the hell out of there... we packed up and went for Burger King.. The bus wouldnt fit through the drive through, so we walked through it and made a scene, then we got drunker in the bus and laughed about it. :: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
guigsy Posted April 5, 2005 Report Share Posted April 5, 2005 i love it when you talk sh!t. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Calamity Jane Posted April 5, 2005 Report Share Posted April 5, 2005 i love it when you talk sh!t. me too! this was an awesome, frikken hilarious story that not many would choose to 'share', so kudos to ya! best on the thread so far, i vote! now as an English teacher, i'm dying to work the following into a lesson on metaphors -- absolutely spot-on gm!! As the show went along, I was quietly fighting a brutal wave of fast food expulsion and Coors Light regret that was washing over me like a gross wet rag Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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