<font size="3" face="Arial">HA that's great!Quote:
Originally posted by A Katt Named Raggz:
...I think it was in Scranton, Pa.
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<font size="3" face="Arial">HA that's great!Quote:
Originally posted by A Katt Named Raggz:
...I think it was in Scranton, Pa.
1) what's a Neon Bitch?
2) who's Alan Vine (I'll guess it's somebody in Vince Neil's band)
3) why does everybody sound like a high schooler in that story?
4) what boggles my mind isn't that this happened (that goes without saying, imo) but rather that this guy found it so profound that he chose to compose that rambling article about it. I mean, it probably took him a good day and a half to come up with the words and then hunting and pecking them down. Must have had a Neon Bitch working 24/7 on that one. [img]wink.gif[/img]
I didn't read it as it looked like a headache to pick apart. What were all the caps about?
Don't ya actually get a sick and embarrassed feeling just reading that crap? [img]graemlins/gulp.gif[/img]
<font size="3" face="Arial">Yes.Quote:
Originally posted by Dezi Diamond:
Don't ya actually get a sick and embarrassed feeling just reading that crap? [img]graemlins/gulp.gif[/img]
Well it all started one day when I was out of pot...I think it was in Scranton, Pa. It was after the show ... The fans have all left... I notice that the radio station van was still outside by the entrance... I thought they might have some weed... I walk over to them and these two hot ladies said they would get me stoned if I introduced them to Vince... I said no problem lets go... When we got to our bus Poison's sound man is coming out of our bus and says "hey Alan those are Bobby's Girls..." I told him that they are nobody's girls... he then told me I was going to hear about this..... So now this sound man is going to tell on me.... how fuckin retarded is that.... The very next day we were doing a show outside some where and all of Poison's Neon BITCHES were given me attitude.... I was walking back stage when CC was doing a guitar solo and I saw Bobby and I gave him a wave to say hello and he flips out and shoots me the bird.... I thought he was kidding at first and gave him the peace sign and then he threw a bottle of water at me... Bobby is acting like a baby... The next day I am sitting in catering and the neon bitches are talking shit and I said to them "I am going to buy a block of cheese for all you Poison pussys to go along with your wine.....Get over it..." They then tell me that were going to tell Bobby... what a bunch of pussys........ I said "you know what I DONT GIVE A SHIT TELL HIM......" Later that day our tour manager comes to me and says "Alan you have to go and see Bobby..." I walk into his dressing room and I wanted to be the better man and say I was sorry about the cheese coment.... Then Bobby goes into this bullshit story about why he was mad...Then at the end of the meeting he had the balls to look at me and say "Alan I am not out here for the pussy.." I wanted to jump up and say THEN WHY AND THE FUCK ARE WE EVEN TALKING ABOUT THIS... His fruit smoothies must have rotted his brain because 10 min prior he was telling me that I was not allowed to hang out at there after show parties because they didn't want me and some other people stealing there girls...NEWS FLASH DORK YOU DON'T OWN ANY OF THESE GIRLS... SO....I keep a low profile the next few days....Now here is where I get into it with Rocket... There is this girl who I have seen at least 20 times on the tour...I asked her if she could pick up the girl I was dating at the time at the airport so I could save the money.. She says yes...She picks up this girl and comes to the show... I put them on our guest list and they got Vince passes not Poison passes... I'm having a great time and Rocket says to me before they go on stage "YOU BETTER LOSE THAT CHICKS NUMBER AND WE WILL TALK AFTER THE SHOW".... I am not even with the chick he is freaked out about...I am with my friend from Phoenix ... I am getting pretty drunk at this point and I told Vince what happened and he told me when you talk to Rocket you tell him fuck off... So I get called to Rockets Dressing room... I felt like I walked into an ambush... all of the neon bitches and Bobby were in the room and Rocket goes on about how he didn't want this chick around and was I fuckin her ect.. When he said he didn't want her around it pissed me off because he took the pass I gave her and changed it to one of his personal passes (which were totally GAY)....ROCKET if you didn't want her around then why didn't you have her kicked out? Rocket went on and on about this and when he was done running his pussy, he looked at me and was waiting for me to say "I am sorry" .... BUT I TOLD HIM TO GO AND FUCK HIMSELF... you can't tell me or anybody who they can and can't be friends with you fuck head.. He then stood up and started to scream and yell come on lets fight... All of the neon bitches then took a step back as if to say "have at him Rocket"... I looked at all of them and said you guys are a bunch of 12 year old babys and walked out of the room... I was out numbered but, if I would of had back up in that room I would have punched you in the fuckin mouth.... I then told Vince and he was fed up ... he went and told Bret that if this shit didn't stop we were out of here ... The next day we find out that me and Jason are not allowed in the venue after we are done with our set.... "WHY ARE YOU GUYS SO WORRIED ABOUT GETTING LAID"? There was alot of tension in the air then Rocket comes to me a couple of days later to give me this lame ass reason why he was sorry... He said he was wrong and wished he handled it differently..... ROCKET YOU WERE NOT SORRY YOU WERE TRYING TO KEEP DAMAGE CONTROL AT A MIN... YOUR GIRL FRIENDS WERE PROBALLY READING METALSLUDGE AND YOU WANTED THIS TO GO AWAY......That is the truth right Rocket?
Is that what eventually happens to potheads -
live becomes one long ellipsis? The uselessness
of his grammer is only matched by the pettiness
of everyone involved in this turgid farce.
She was mine! No she wasn't, she's Rocket's!
No, she's mine! No, she's Bobby's! No, she's -
Oh, shut the fuck up and write some songs that
people might actually want to purchase, again.
Pfe! Idiots.
D.
Yep Darren..I too think is un fuckin' believable how they act....No you can't be with her,,,She's a Poison girl....Please....
I would of taken up with Alan in the room where Rikki was...just to punch some sense into these dorks...haha.
What a sad individual. He DESERVES to be in a band with Vince Neil.
And the promo for Sludge just will not fucking stop.