Fuck it.
I’ll just form Guns N’ Roses without that douchebag,
the drummer or that Keith Richards guitar guy.
Yeah, Izzy. Whatever.
I don’t need those guys.
Duff will be in, I know he will.
He’s been bored out of his skull since his pancreas exploded.
Duff’s cool, always was. A good guy to be around. A punk, you know?
I just need to find another douchebag singer.
Maybe someone from a grunge band who ain’t dead yet.
Maybe that dick from Stone Temple Pilots.
Yeah, and we’ll have a name that’s hard and soft, just like the Gunners.
Something like
Concrete Mittens or
Switchblades & Cotton Candy
or maybe Velvet Revolver.
Some shit like that.
We’ll do a record.
Tour the world.
Make a million.
Get the party started again, yo.
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