About this user
I just LOVE RUSH, ASIA, JOURNEY, STYX, ALDO NOVA, REO SPEEDWAGON, POISON, RATT, DEF LEPPARD, SAMMY HAGAR, DAVID LEE ROTH, VINCE NEIL, and any other HAIR ROCKERS in ACID-WASHED TIGHT PANTS. I love COCAINE HABITS that leave you broke and talentless, BONG-RIPS of cheap (yet overpriced) dirtweed, COORS LIGHT in cans, MILLER LITE in bottles, BEN GAZZARRI, and people who sound like stereotypical "Guidos" from New Jersey or Long Island (pronounced "Lou-On-Guy-Lind). I'm especially fond of dumbass meatheads who use the word 'DOUCHEBAG' (but pronounce it "Dooojh-Baygg"...). Yep, they're the coolest. I wish I could spend my life in a bowling alley, or working in a factory (just like Dear-Ole-Dad & Grand Dad), or living in my parents' walnut-paneled basement with all of my Deep Purple and Led Zeppelin blacklight posters, huffing model glue and burning cheap, musk-scented incense. I feel most like the big stallion that I know I am when I'm driving my bitchen' yellow 1978 Chevy Camaro with all of its sporty decals and its stylish fibreglass hood scoop and air dam. The late '70's were the best time in the history of musical development.... EVER (unless, of course, you're referring to the inception of Punk Rock. I don't like Punkers. Punkers are different, and, as everyone in New Jersey or any other place in the MidWest or South knows: Different = Bad. We want to stay in the '70's and be burned-out). Being burned-out is cool. Oh, and I LOVE growing my mustache. My mustache makes my really tight pants, non-ironically worn 'Member's Only' jackets, and leopard-skin clothing look exceptionally cool. I like to workout with weights and try to get BUFF. Double-necked guitars are my favourite... especially purple, geometrically-cut ones with metal flakes in the lacquer. The bigger and more chemically-fried my hair is, the more I like it. If I could sport a Farrah Fawcett 'do (pre-chemo. Best wishes, Dear Lady) until I'm 105, I'd feel like an even bigger stud than I already do. When I'm not rocking my skin-tight acid-washed jeans over white, puffy L.A. Gear hightop shoes (shirtless, of course), I lounge around in elastic-waisted (& ankled) Day-Glo splatter-painted workout pants with my big t-shirt with the oversized armholes and neck cutouts. I like coke whores, too.
Yep, if I had it my way, everyone would be forced to listen to Fleetwood Mac's "Rumours", while chewing on a Boston L.P.. Then, I'd make the world swallow quaaludes and watch the movie 'Heavy Metal'.
Life is just a fantasy; Can't you live this fantasy life?
P.S. - LoverBoy is playing on the MidWestern Rodeo circuit right now. Don't fail to catch them at the Tri-State Rodeo in Fort Madison, Iowa. I'm sure it'll be as scintillating as it sounds.
I think Aldo Nova is opening for them.