So so jealous. I tried getting people to fund my Led Zeppelin at the O2 Arena November of last year. No one was down with that cause. And here they are again, well half, playing with some scruffy, smelly looking "where the hell did I put my bowl it must be under all these Coors cans and Funyun bags and, oh shit! last night we put a whole egg up K's girlfriend's vagina and she had to go to the ER to get it removed, man we were so fecking wasted, then we rocked out to KISS, passed out and Mom made us breakfast in the morning"* kind of guys.

If only Pat Smear and I would have become BFF in '95 I would have been there!! Pat, if you read this, call me!



*true story.