[The Horrible Esthete]

Gord D always manages to make eye contact with me, no matter where i sit, wether it be front row, nosebleeds, g/a floor, men's room, beer stand, or the penalty box, always...and it's always that same look of disgust, like "you're ruining it for everyone". although, to be fair, i always take my shirt off and hold up a sign that says "Marry Me Go®d D." and start dancing around Jack Black style, so maybe he's right, maybe i'm wrong, who knows, it's hard to say, it's sad but true, i'm kinda dumb, and so are you.

That's pretty f***ing funny, TDC.

I talked to Bobby on a sunny afternoon in LA on Sunset Boulevard right outside the Wiskey-A-Go-Go for about 15 minutes once. He was cool as shit.