Admit to what Bo? Playing drums in a glam band & being surrounded by adoring chicks just waiting to grab some action after the show? Oh man, bring it on baby!!!!!!!!!Costume party, perhaps? Nobody of the right age is going to admit to having done that. Ever
Admit to what Bo? Playing drums in a glam band & being surrounded by adoring chicks just waiting to grab some action after the show? Oh man, bring it on baby!!!!!!!!!
Dammit! Why did you have to burst my bubble! I guess our toiling & general after gig perspiration drives them into the arms of the singer too, as they prop up the bar soaking up the chick praise. Why do I play drums again?You keep dreaming. You know the real story - you're toiling away striking your gear after the show in sweat and the girls don't wanna deal with that reality
Dammit! Why did you have to burst my bubble! I guess our toiling & general after gig perspiration drives them into the arms of the singer too, as they prop up the bar soaking up the chick praise. Why do I play drums again?
Dammit! Why did you have to burst my bubble! I guess our toiling & general after gig perspiration drives them into the arms of the singer too, as they prop up the bar soaking up the chick praise. Why do I play drums again?
Now there's a drummers pickup line : )That's why they're called front men, all front, no substance. If the girls though about it, they'd go for the drummer. All that limb coordination can only be a help where it counts...