burun wrote:

bomberz1qr20 wrote:I met King Diamond at Ozzfest 97. We talked about how cool it would be if a tornado would come and wipe out everyone in the lawn section of the festival.

Awesome.

I imagine King Diamond being very, very tall.

-A

Coldplay once opened for an icelandic band called Bellatrix. There was about six people in the audience. My friends and I had our back to the band drinking and talking. Chris Martin (Sporting massive curly hair) got quite stroppy and challenged us as to why we weren't paying attention. We ignored him and carried on talking.

Okay, so here's the one story I was talking about...and I know you people are all perverts so you might like this one. However, it's a bit long-winded and I'm not gonna go into details (you're just gonna have to use your lustful, craven imaginations on this one), plus it's better as a general anecdote than it is a sex story, but oh well...

Okay, this is 2001 and I'm still living in Austin. The Confederacy of Scum tour rolled through town. I really didn't have any interest in the music, finding the whole redneck-shitrock thing kind of trivial, but a friend of mine from high school was in the band Before I Hang and I'd had kind of a rapport with a couple of the CockNoose guys from having gone to shows in Lawrence, so I figured what the fuck? Something to do.
I didn't really care to see any of the bands, so I hung around the entrance to Emo's as people started filing out and caught my friend Walt from Before I Hang. We chatted and caught up a bit and he told me all the bands were staying at the Super-8 Motel and a bunch of people were gonna be hanging out, drinking and whatnot...

So I go, and I'm hanging out and drinking beer in somebody's motel room, when a group of Italian kids that had been travelling around the country walk in. They may have been following the CoS tour a bit, I'm not sure. Anyways, there were a couple of girls in the group, all very attractive, but one in particular just stuck out. I basically stood there like an idiot and ogled this lass like a retard at a magic show, but she was very nice and introduced herself and noted that I don't talk much.
I just kinda shrugged, thinking nothing was going to come of the whole thing and went out to the pool to chat up Walt and a few other people who may have been hanging out. As I'm socializing, this girl walks up to the fence by the pool and calls over to me, "Hey! Will you marry me?"
I again just sorta shrugged and said, "sure".
Walt turned in with his ladyfriend and I left the pool area and this girl said, "you're my new husband, you have to kiss me with tongue."
So, we made out pretty viciously then took a cab back to my house. You get the idea.

The next day I got hit by a drunk driver while riding my bike. The day I got out of the hospital was September 11. That girl and I hung out a few times afterwards, it was wierd and awkward, mainly because I was still kinda gimping around and in pain from the accident. Plus, she was a bit intense and I just couldn't have it at the time. So, I didn't mean to blow her off or anything, but I think she was kinda mad at me when she left, and might still be- or she might've forgotten about me. Still, she did give me painkillers before she left, so sweet girl all around.

Anyways, this girl went on to become Suicide Girls first Italian model, and she'd appeared on HBO's Real Sex. She's no longer an active Suicide Girl, I don't think, but has more recently toured and released albums as Miss Violetta Beauregarde. I believe Beck had rated an album of hers as a number two years best or some such thing. She's also blogged and released as book as Heidi 666. I think.

Oh well...here's to crossed paths.

The MayorofRockNRoll wrote:. Anyways, there were a couple of girls in the group, all very attractive, but one in particular just stuck out. I basically stood there like an idiot and ogled this lass like a retard at a magic show, but she was very nice and introduced herself and noted that I don't talk much.
I just kinda shrugged, thinking nothing was going to come of the whole thing and went out to the pool to chat up Walt and a few other people who may have been hanging out. As I'm socializing, this girl walks up to the fence by the pool and calls over to me, "Hey! Will you marry me?"
I again just sorta shrugged and said, "sure".
Walt turned in with his ladyfriend and I left the pool area and this girl said, "you're my new husband, you have to kiss me with tongue."
So, we made out pretty viciously then took a cab back to my house. You get the idea.

It
can't
be
that
easy

Well, uh, yes for some guys, apparently it is...

I have met the Mayor in person, and he does possess a certain magnetism. He just seems to prefer keeping his antics on the down-low.

Of course, him being a dude... I ain't gay or nothing. I'm just sayin'.

Colonel Panic wrote:Well, uh, yes for some guys, apparently it is...

I have met the Mayor in person, and he does possess a certain magnetism. He just seems to prefer keeping his antics on the down-low.

Of course, him being a dude... I ain't gay or nothing. I'm just sayin'.

I too have met the mayor and I agree, he's got 'it'

Marsupialized wrote:

Colonel Panic wrote:Well, uh, yes for some guys, apparently it is...

I have met the Mayor in person, and he does possess a certain magnetism. He just seems to prefer keeping his antics on the down-low.

Of course, him being a dude... I ain't gay or nothing. I'm just sayin'.

I too have met the mayor and I agree, he's got 'it'

(Gasp from the crowd) Kavorka!

John George Peppers wrote:

Marsupialized wrote:

Colonel Panic wrote:Well, uh, yes for some guys, apparently it is...

I have met the Mayor in person, and he does possess a certain magnetism. He just seems to prefer keeping his antics on the down-low.

Of course, him being a dude... I ain't gay or nothing. I'm just sayin'.

I too have met the mayor and I agree, he's got 'it'

(Gasp from the crowd) Kavorka!

rashiedgarrison wrote:I 'programmed' the drums on an early Black Eyed Peas record.

Yeah, thanks a fuck of a lot for that.

choppy wrote:

Johnny C wrote:I know this might be a faux pas in the thread but I actually thought the OP was fairly interesting.

God knows if I'd lived with Leee Childers I'd want to boast a bit.

Agreed.

Also,

I love it that RevEver is more concerned about the fly in his beer than standing behind Jackson Browne.










That's Jackson Browne right.