’twas the night before Johnny’s birthday and all through the Clubhouse, not a creature was sober…..not even a topher. All the liquor was stacked without a care in hopes that the rest of the band soon would be there. The dastardly crew was slumped in their chairs while visions of strippers and brew encompassed their stares. And…
Kappo and the Rev came back for a more “intimate” interview. We go over the contract that I had to sign and there were some PRETTY interesting conditions to keep these guys on board. (Sorry Michalob Beer) Also, because of the show falling on the 3rd, we tricked Ponyboy the One-Man Bukkake to join us…
